Please take a minute to look at the lovely painting and read the poems for day three of Paul’s Ekphrastic challenge. And if you feel inspired, write something!!!! Happy Poetry Month!!!
Inhale
Can you remember when you held god,
close to your chest, and inhaled?
the animal warmth, butterfly heart,
the quiet still body, faking death,
fluttering a gentle warning in the chalice
of your palm.
Bring the bread up to your lips – here is the
body here is the blood.
We all do the same if we are left alone when
we can’t survive without another.
Sound alarm, if nobody comes, assume
a predator prowls – so mimic our end.
We knew we should never have touched the
hare, leveret beached in a quiet field,
mother flown far into the long grass, where
she waited with eyes like flaming torches,
helpless to intervene, as we passed the small
body, breathing in the enchantment.
When the church clock rang, the spell was
broken, wonderland now the back field again.
You placed the leveret back to earth, to root
into dash…
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April 3, 2020 at 9:40 am
this is really beautiful and well wtitten
April 6, 2020 at 11:21 am
Thank you so much, Billy!
April 3, 2020 at 10:05 am
as i breath
the phelm
goes down
so i too
must wait for the day
when i am well
April 3, 2020 at 12:58 pm
I can’t like this John. I am so sorry you are unwell. Please take care.
April 3, 2020 at 4:53 pm
ty remember dawn she s in your boat in omaha with twin teenaged sons.
April 4, 2020 at 1:35 am
Yes, of course. How is she?
April 4, 2020 at 6:59 am
ok as far as i know.
April 3, 2020 at 11:48 am
This is beautiful, I’m getting chills, but I’m also so glad to learn the word “leveret”. Thank you for that.
April 3, 2020 at 12:59 pm
Christopher, I love Ali’s poem too. It’s exquisite!
April 3, 2020 at 1:21 pm
Really gorgeous poems! I used to have a bunny. Her name was Tinkerbell. (I didn’t name her) My friend gave her to me when she moved to New York. Five years later I moved too and brought the rabbit.
April 4, 2020 at 1:33 am
I love this!