a haibun
lively
she danced to save her life
even with covered vails
across her face, her grace
the movements drew him
to want to understand her motivation
to find her inspiration for innovation
to see if he could tame or capture
and slowly release the magic she
possesed and contained
prize; orphan of war
groomed of silt and mud, perfumed
she could dance higher...
c JP/davh
i think it's your best piece I have read so far.
ReplyDeleteLovely and moving haibun for special music ~ can see and feel the whirling of the dancer ~ thanks, Happy Weekend ~ ^_^
ReplyDeleteI love the danger, fear, yearning in the first portion -- very modern-day-Scheherazade. And the haiku/ senryu is exquisite -- groomed of silt and mud -- wow. And still ... still ... how many times does this happen in real life? Tragically, probably much more than we realize. A brilliant haibun.
ReplyDeletethis is so alive and the images crytal clear --- a great take on the music prompt!
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