The 8th assignment for the Deadlines for Writers poetry group was "ekphrastic," which, in simple terms, means response to art. Here is my submission - a sonnet about "Impression, Sunrise" by Claud Monet.
In
wispy mists, the ghosts of nighttime rise,
And
drift above the water, chill and gray.
While
warmth of morning sun ignites the skies,
To
burn away the night and greet the day.
**
The
bustle in the harbor has begun,
And
fishers toil from rowboats in the bay.
Pale
distant working arms reach for the sun,
As
tranquil night slips silently away.
**
Still
peace abides in waves now glowing gold
With
honeyed light reflected from above.
This
peace births hope; and I, now growing bold,
Draw
strength to live this day in light and love.
**
Come
breathe in this new day, My Friend, with me!
The
morning air smells sweeter by the sea!






1 comment:
Beautiful, as always. I admire your discipline in doing this.
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