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About LinkBacksEkphrasis is a literary description of or commentary on a visual work of art.
In this thread, we'll attempt to write poetry based on images or paintings. After we have sufficient poems for one picture, we can move on to a new one.
Ekphrasis is a literary description of or commentary on a visual work of art.
In this thread, we'll attempt to write poetry based on images or paintings. After we have sufficient poems for one picture, we can move on to a new one.
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
Sitting in the moonlight by the lake,
a woman searches for existence.
Tomorrow she lives with another,
lives in prison - the end of freedom,
and she feels empty, a bleeding dread.
Her face clouds; in the sky she perceives
the wan pallor of the gloomy moon.
Sitting in the moonlight by the lake,
a woman understands existence.
Tomorrow begins another life,
it is the beginning of freedom,
and suddenly, her life knows meaning.
Her face shines, and in the sky she sees
the brilliant glow of the radiant moon.
Both women start anew,
they look for existence.
They are strangely bonded,
bizarrely separated.
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
All I can get is one sentence, drawing heavily on loom-weaving terminology:
"She watched the waters weft
weave with the warping of the moon."
and then maybe (I'm less sure) something about:
"and the looming night collapsed in monochrome."
"Never get so attached to a poem you forget truth that lacks lyricism." - Joanna Newsom
"So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." - Bob Dylan
great thread candid.
I like the poem, it is well written and cleverly thought out, although the tone is sadness which leaves me with a feeling of downess rather then upness.
I am unsure about the underlaying that surround this poem, and thus leaves with questions and wonders about what I hope you're ok
when all the waves are bound
softenened against the sand,
and when the moonlight sets,
after the sun's gone down,
and
as the water floats
against the rocks and splash,
sultry bubbles of sparks
startles of droplets pure
against the silence eve,
the air in misty lure
and
seas in pastels lune,
will paint up shore a treat
a picture perfect glance,
into a future trance,
of happiness and fair
to lady sat in loss
looking to fetch a hope
a meaning, sense, and self.
Last edited by Nacian; 10-28-2011 at 07:58 PM.
J.W, the lines are nice, I'm sure you can write a good melancholy poem if you worked on it.
Nacian, I like the theme in your poem. A feeling of hope as opposed to mine.
Last edited by candid petunia; 10-30-2011 at 10:09 AM.
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
Thank you candid.Originally Posted by candid petunia
J.W, the lines are nice, I'm sure you can write a good melancholy poem if you worked on it.
Nacian, I like the theme in your poem. A feeling of hope as opposed to mine.
maybe suggest another picture ..you never know
I was hoping for more poems from members.
Why don't you suggest a picture this time?
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
sure.I was hoping for more poems from members.
Why don't you suggest a picture this time?
I was thinking maybe put a note somewhere in the lounge or game forum tolet members know.
sometimes members do not notice.
I see if I can find a picture.
I wouldn't suggest posting a note anywhere. They'll find out eventually.
Will look forward to your prompt.
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
how about the MonaLisa? or La Joconde in French.
and since I cannot remove the other one, let's call it the ''Balloon Trip'' picture
Last edited by Nacian; 10-31-2011 at 07:31 AM.
La MonaLisa
la MonaLisa's faith is geezar
it comes and goes in drags of prissa,
it has her name that rhymes with Lona
and Lisa's fondly sounds like Nissa
Davinci plan to paint her quirky
has only meant it made her faulty,
to whom she might have crossed and plenty
but Napoleon's demise and awesome fancy,
who cried her day and night in Tulsam
just to see her light his bounty,
but Joconda turned him low for diasis
and Bonaparte was not a pleased admiralty
Josephine would have her sit in pricy
to guage admirers in lust and beauty,
but that only made 'ephina jumpy
no one but HER!!!will look so glancy!!
with fits of rage and total frenzy,
off she sent la Monna racy
somewhere saine and sligtly classy,
Oh Leo Nardo poor Da Vinci
one can only feel so frisky,
to know Joconda was but, his mercy!!
his painting is loomed in such obscura
would Gioconda've liked his fina?!!
and would she've said to Leo VinCi
please ensure my hair is fancy??
his brushes thrust upon her cleaver
with such a force of mystery vigour,
that made Italia brew a trigger
brougt in some doubts and stirred some louts
to beg belief for thus is lady,
of whom Leona took some raunchy,
a sultry face, a Jode shady
a con , a drobe, a cult in lacy
so,
is that all there is to diva Monna
and has the Shakespear ever
braced her?
for Hamlet's seen to catch on Lisa
in ways that seem to want to race her
in words and prose in pause and
wage her
to all that is in fame and favour
to only bounce in triple failure
freternaly caught up in saviour.
Last edited by Nacian; 10-31-2011 at 01:18 PM.
Haha Mona Lisa will be tough for me.
I almost had a poem in my head today but it was in my sleep -- had forgotten it by the time I woke up. Hate it when that happens. I'll get back here soon as I write a poem on the other picture.
“The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.” ~ James Allen
"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best." ~ Henry Van Dyke
haha candid..you dream poetry??Haha Mona Lisa will be tough for me.
I almost had a poem in my head today but it was in my sleep -- had forgotten it by the time I woke up. Hate it when that happens. I'll get back here soon as I write a poem on the other picture.
that never happens to me...
look forward to reading your poems...
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