Painting by Mrs. Ratna Pochiraju
Floating in the middle of the inky waters
was the empty sailboat.
A stark white against the dark sky
was the empty sailboat.
Unmoving as the hazy reflection,
was the empty sailboat.
Fluttering wings danced around, yet silent
was the empty sailboat.
Lonely than I felt in this world,
was the empty sailboat?
In the standstill breeze waiting with hope,
was the empty sailboat?
Yearning to sail away to the exotic lands,
was the empty sailboat?
Willing to carry me along,
was the empty sailboat?
Or mocking my questions,
was the empty sailboat?
Proud or alone, haughty or hopeless,
was the empty sailboat?
Silent as the blue abyss around us,
was the empty sailboat.
After an almost non-productive January, I was determined to write for the Feb prompts. And, I got lucky!
Ekphrastic poems are my favorite kind. I've done these before and enjoyed the process of creating a poem.
Chant style though seems to be my new favorite.
I'm glad you've broken your drought. This month's poetry slam intrigues me and your poem has whet my appetite further.
ReplyDeleteThis, I think, was my favorite line:
ReplyDeleteProud or alone, haughty or hopeless,
was the empty sailboat?
Thank you very much!
DeleteYou created a very strong tone with your word choices. Silent, stand-still, floating, hazy. It matches the mood in the art well. My only note would be to point out that there is wind in the sails of the boat, so the line "in the stand-still breeze" didn't quite match up for me.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Nathan. I should have taken more care with that part.
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