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The Canal

the canal slicks by

still black as the sunrise and I

cross the bridge

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This poem was written in response to On The Trail With Basho Encore #9 Bridge of Morning, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. 21 more words

Haiku

Bridging


A footbridge, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona


bridging the morning
with broken bits of moonbeam
splinters of the sun


Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher… 15 more words

Arizona

What is important is to keep our mind high in the world of true understanding, and returning to the world of our daily experience to seek therein the truth of beauty.

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Quotes

The Way of Free Travel

First of all, toward a definition. I don’t mean “free” as in money-less, though much of Free Travel is free in that sense as well. My thought for it is more in line with “Free Jazz.” A way of expression. 622 more words

Writing

Thunder


Butterfly gathering nectar at Rancho Los Alamitos, Long Beach, California


the shadows lengthen
a butterfly lifts its wings—
afternoon thunder


Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher… 18 more words

Carpe Diem

The Shadowy Self

Since we are provided with both a body and a mind, we grasp onto the physical forms we see: since we are provided with both a body and a mind, we cling to the sounds we hear. 387 more words

Buddhism

Haiku Spirit

hobbling down the path
trees quietly whispering
Basho fills my heart

Poetry