Oleander Branch – Prose Tanka – February 19, 2016

Green Leaves

Some of the young people walk down the street pushing each other in good humour.  A little apart there is a pair of young couples holding hands and exchanging kisses.  Some kids are still in an early morning stupor, just not quite awake yet. The youthful vitality overflows every morning on this street throughout the week with the cacophonic babbling of students waiting to go to school.  An oleander bush stands near the bus stop.  One of the boys rips off a branch and pretends to be a “mage” chasing his companions shouting: “Fire Ball!!”.  As the bus comes into sight, he throws away his wand.

thrown on the dust heap
oleander branch
picked by the careless hand
of a wayward mage

© G.s.k. ‘16

Carpe Diem #920 Hunger (Empathy)

Human beings are odd creatures.  They have ideas and ideals that no other creature in nature has and this can be positive of negative I suppose.  In either case we believe ourselves to be superior beings, above the plants and animals of course, who have no sense of good or bad, who can’t really get into understanding what life is.  We know how the “other” feels, because we have what’s called empathy, being able to slip into the reality of another being, this is one of the reasons we are special. But our empathy is imperfect, as is our sense of right and wrong.  Or perhaps there’s more than meets the eye.

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