As I’ve heard tell, the tinker never lived up to the saintliness of his friend. Tea-kettles crowded his mansion, which he warmed against his body in his bed every night, moonlessly hoping to awaken another friend from the sleeping metals.
One thousand paper
cranes, shadows against gold dusk,
scatter on the wind.
| deft claws heft gold stones
| honed wings steady the breeze cranes
| in fear sink release
Written for Ronovan Writes’ Haiku Challenge, which provided the prompts “crane” and “gold.” Orizuru are paper cranes, and legends tell that a crane will grant a wish to someone who makes (and keeps) 1,000 of them. As way of explaining the second effort, it is said that cranes will deliberately carry extra weight to ballast themselves against stronger winds. From what I can tell, that may be a matter of ancient lore.
Photo prompt, Scary Monsters on the March at the Perchant Pagan Festival in Germany by Philipp Guelland, provided by Grammar Ghoul Press.
Tengu are too hard to identify.
Are they birds or dogs,
humans, gods, or ghosts?
Where did their evolution
Do they beckon war
with the torrent of their warped wings,
or is the torment tucked underneath their feathers?
Minor moment of plugging:
A flash fiction piece of mine entitled “A Murder of One” is currently available for free at freeze frame fiction. If you see this before/on Monday (10/19/15), consider swinging by Micro Bookends for their vote on this past quarter’s winners (I have a horse in that race, but only ask that any votes go toward the pieces that deserve them).
And don’t forget that Grammar Ghoul Press also has its own volume of The Ghouls’ Review out right now.