If there is one lesson life should teach, it is never become attached – to an artist. Specifically, an enigma, a painter. One that can caress your face with loving hands while running slow deep Persian blue strokes down the soft ridges of your back – his bare canvas undulating into a First Friday’s downtown art gallery show. Honolulu, in the middle of Chinatown.
The Cold Stone Mountain embraces the bright spotlights
Fangirls come scantily dressed bringing party lights
Good friends warn, “Don’t hold your breath for opening night.”
Sun fails to listen; I fall hard for the starlight
So now, in utter despair, I warn anyone who wants good sound advice; become a painter’s muse only if the risk of falling in love is never a consideration.
sitting alone the
tall bartender pours a drink
a toast to the night
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Written for Līgo Haibun Challenge – Picture Prompt.
Haibun, a form of writing originating from Japan, combining prose and haiku. The challenge this week is to incorporate a minighazal, if possible.
- Ghazal: From Wikipedia -“…a poetic form consisting of rhyming couplets and a refrain, with each line sharing the same meter.”
This ancient poetic form originates from sixth – century Arabic verse and “traditionally deals with just one subject: love, specifically an illicit and unattainable love.”
- Minighazal: As defined by Ligo Haibun – ” … [to see a] connection between…two lines of the ghazal couplet…has the same number of syllables in each line…with the last line rhyming with the first two as a refrain line.”
A bit confusing, I admit, and my first attempt at a minighazal. A tough challenge.
Smiles, laughter & creative inspirations to you. Thanks!