Bugambilia—
who sells what behind these walls
at what sort of price?
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

in an upper room
young girl brushing out her hair
someday wedding bells
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

dreaming San Miguel
flayed and frayed, yet carefree still
riding down the bones
Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Pursuing the moon,
I stumbled through the wrong door—
only shadows there!
Photo and haiku © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

With your sword held high
you guard us from all evil,
stalwart San Miguel!
Photo and haiku © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Why are you amazed
that the brightest flowers bloom,
nestling among thorns?
Photo and haiku © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher