Ogres, Breath, and Beauty

This post is written in response to a writing prompt on a wonderful blog, Impromptu Promptlings. The prompt challenges all to consider what commands our attention.

“Animal, vegetable, mineral? Seen or unseen? Something common? Something weird? Whatever it is that grabs your attention, please share it with us!”

What does my attention seek? The fantastic…

Image result for sleeping troll

Ogres, Breath, and Beauty

There’s a beast about.
Smell it?
That breath.
Foul. Hot. Tainted.
The stench of old meat.
Slabs of food wedged
between its teeth.

Look, the treetops.
Silhouettes against this starlit sky.
They’ll suddenly shiver,
sway, as if troubled by storm.
That’s where the brute stalks,
but stay your bow,
let your arrows rest.

Instead, whistle.
Offer this chill your music.
The chill will offer it to the night
and the ogre will filch it from the darkness,
swaddle his frenzy in that calm and sleep.
The world’s ugliness is ugly
because it craves beauty more than breath.

4 thoughts on “Ogres, Breath, and Beauty

  1. Pingback: The Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 10 | Impromptu Promptlings

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