Colleen’s weekly challenge : Haibun
The breeze-less flutter of her floral dress enchants me. It’s woven in magical efflorescent silks from the Northern spiders.
She shimmers before me as twittering birds flock to her beauty, serenading the air with accoustic wonders.
In my dreams she’s always there but never mine. A concubine of fantasy, soft and gentle as snow-white, strict as maleficent and fierce as a viking princess.
All that’s left to me are dreams, when locked away from reality
Wide lands, open skies
right outside, so far away
what’s real and what’s not
I seek adventures, and imagination comes to my aid! Enhancing and besmirching memory in equal measure. Creating impossible futures from possible dreams. Living multiple lifetimes in single barren days.
And for once, where my mind goes, my heart follows.
Tolkein and Rowling
Living here and living there
Creators of worlds
Mind over matter? The question of whether what happens in the mind is less real than what happens in front of us, especially since both are capable of evoking similar emotions.