Tears, Mirth, and Dreams
plucked from banquet wall
Dadga’s chords released the harp
to clear the way home
-Clarence Holm
PrairieChat
Thoughts from the Heartland
plucked from banquet wall
Dadga’s chords released the harp
to clear the way home
-Clarence Holm
‘A little Irish history’, ha? Curiosity had me pop right over. Had to do a bit of researching so thanks for the prompt to learn something new. Excellent Haiku!!
I hope I got the legend right, I liked it better than leprechans
As Aran said…kicking it Celtic style, huh?
Harder and harder to find unique takes. Already had done Greek Mythology so why not Celtic. Next time something from Volsunga Saga!
Celtic has some very rich stuff in it.
Hello Clarence! I’m intrigued by your haiku but I’m not familiar with this legend. Isn’t a dadga a guitar? Please, please, please tell me what this is about. 🙂
Very quickly – Dadga was a Celtic Warlord, who controled his troops with a golden harp. His enemies stole the harp and put it on the wall of their banquet room. When Dadga found them he called to his harp and it flew to him, knocking the thieves over. He played three chords. The first made them cry uncontrolably, the second made them laugh and the third made them sleep so his companions could slip away unharmed.
I looked Dadga up before I read your explanation. Having the Irish in me, I found what I discovered to be truly brilliant. I call it inspiration to include such a mystical person and harp in your Haiku, It working for your art. Love your Haiku and a lesson of the Celtic. jk
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Fascinating haiku, I have learnt something about my ancestors