Vanity

When young we don’t care at all

at mid ego’s can fly

When old we don’t care again. 

 

My 1st Haibun

This is my first attempt at writing a Haibun. A Haibun is a Haikai prose which is haiku and a traveling descriptive prose.The idea is from a prompt by Big Tent Poetry.

Magical was a plus.

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They met on the forest edge, a Centaur and a man. Two old childhood friends gather together for a quest. They are off to rescue another in critical danger. She offended the Queen of Paratha, a beheading is scheduled in days. A mean and nasty ruler of the western side, they will have to use clever trickery.

The mist lingered
Forest wide
Together they rode

They disguised themselves to enter, a confused Prince and mythical servant. Marshal arts and magic are hard to defend against. To the dungeons they go sure to win. Their friend who is a gnome was singing in her cell. They use magic to quickly transport them out safely. They appear in the forest, hidden in the mist. They accomplished their quest, three friends ride off together into the forest.

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