Good day dear friends and followers,
maybe you have already seen it, but I started with co-hosting Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie as the host for the Fairy Tale prompt. And last Friday (March 6th) I published my third Fairy Tale prompt. This week it’s all about Time and I just had to write a fairy tale (or haibun in my case) in which my haiku master Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) played a role. So here is my Fairy Tale “Time with Basho”.
Time with Basho
fragile and a beauty,
the purple leaves like velvet
cherished in the rain
This haiku, I just had to compose it, but how much would I give for feed-back by my haiku-master Matsuo Basho. If I could go back in time and have an encounter with him. What would he say?
“That’s not possible Chèvrefeuille”, my wife said. “But maybe …?”
I looked at her. “What …?”
“Not so long ago I have met a sorcerer and he is very great in time-traveling spells … maybe he can help you, but …”
“I have to meet that guy, my love, I have to … Can you bring me in contact with him?” I asked.
She looked at me with that mysterious smile of her and nodded. “I will go fetch him … for you … my love … to let your dream come out … meeting your haiku master”.
Several hours later she returned with a strange looking young man, in a way attractive, but … there was something with him … I couldn’t feel him, there were no vibrations. Was this guy even alive or a hoax or something? He gave me a hand … it felt lifeless and cold … “My name is Proxter the Great”, he said with a faint smile. “And I have understand from your wife that you would love to meet your haiku-master Matsuo Basho?” I nodded.
“How much do you want to meet him?” he asked.
“I would die for a meeting with him”, I answered without thinking.
“It will be done, but …”, Proxter said. “There is something I have to tell you Chèvrefeuille”.
“I can bring you to that time and I even can bring you back to this time, but you will end up in a parallel world were a day lasts 48 hours instead of 24. You will be half the age you are now. And …” he smiled at me and looked at my wife. “Your wife would be there with you, also half of her age”.
“That would be awesome!” I said and looked at my wife. She smiled too.
Proxter made it true … several days later he performed his time-travel spell and I got the chance to meet my haiku master. And we have returned in this time again, but in a parallel world where we are young again. Not bad … for a guy of almost 52 (in real time).