Hello dear readers, tomorrow is Valentines Day and i hope it is a pleasant one for you all. So in my Creative Writing class we have to write an "Ekphrasis" poem, which is basically english jargon for a poem about a painting. It's due tomorrow so I spent this afternoon sprawled out on my bed eating a box of Oreos and hoping that the writing God's would bless me with some inspiration. After looking at every Native American Painting ever painted then moving onto "dream paintings" i finally came upon this one. It intrigued me because it seemed like the perfect sanctuary. We all find ourselves struggling along, and then... there's a moment of fleeting beauty; a moment of perfection. And we hold onto it because it sings a song of hope to our broken spirit. Here is my Ekphrasis:
Fleeting Hope
The day
very grey
the night
twinkling light
Stripping off clothes
like bandages
laying down burdens
like packages
heaving heavy sighs
untying ties
Crawling like a child
into bed
there’s one dream swimming in my head
In this dream I see a
vast expanse of lavender
hidden in the sleepy
gold of morning
I am overwhelmed by
this beauty
this beauty in my
dreams
next day
very grey
