Inspired by E2.29 Caboclos

River Protector

Born of last wishes
of river blues-greens, and
the hopes of fins and feathered things.

He protects with fierceness,
the cost of creating a monster,
is rage. His anger born of loneliness,
of being singular and strange.

Like a fish, he has one eye—
on either side of his head,
and he lives surrounded by gold,
that you will never find.

He’s the river’s challenger,
without breath of his own.
Only humans try to claim him,
the river’s creatures leave him alone.

For Paul Brookes’ Folktober Challenge. We’re getting near the end! You can see the images and read the responses here. This one was another one new to me.