I am feeling red today—
Better that than blue, they say.
Red is such a cheery shade,
Sweetest color ever made,
Brightens everything you do—
Better red, they say, than blue!
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Evangelist preaching on the street, Morelia, Michoacán, México
Preacher man a-preachin’
To the sky and to the birds;
Don’t you wish you understood
His message and his words?
Story after story comes
Pouring from his tongue—
Sometimes fiery tales
‘bout the world when it was young;
And sometimes dark allusions
To sin and hell and such;
Doesn’t bother me a bit—
Well, at least not much!
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Rainy afternoon in Morelia, Michoacán, México
Ruby-clad guitar man,
Still humming your sweet song,
While running from the rain—
Don't stay away too long!
Missing your sweet music
Is making my heart swoon;
Don’t think I can stand it—
You gotta come back soon!
Soon as that old rain quits,
And skies are clear once more,
Come back, my guitar man,
To sing at my front door!
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
