Spread arms wide and wave!
Tiny speck of a human
wee soul lost in landscape
a lone tree stands witness
grounded in inhospitable rock
birds circle in flight overhead
while the ridiculousness of aliveness
surges through the limbs of this
powerfully sentient being who is
posed and willing to hug the world
This month of October I am thoroughly enjoying a tour of master paintings, and using them as writing prompts for poetry. It is good fun. A complete explanation of Ekphrastic poetry, and the paintings featured, starts here with the talented Instructor John Brantingham, a local English professor. Join me!