Tag: Ekphrastic

Poetry Friday: It’s Time

Art by sisters Maizy S. and Marcella S.

I’m here with another poem in conversation with art created by two young and talented artists, the daughters of a talented, passionate maker of a mom. No surprise that these two girls have a wealth of supplies and encouragement from both parents. They are thriving — learning to boldly make their marks and trust their own visions. What a world they will make for us! What a world the ARE making for us! They give me hope for the future, a hope as green as both the heart and the landscape.

Sarah Grace has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at Sarah Grace Tuttle.

Poetry Friday: Tritina

Art by E.F.

It’s been a minute, and I’m glad to be back! I missed this Poetry Friday community and the ritual of the weekly sharing of poetry.

I wrote this poem with two purposes in mind. First of all, my niece sent the beautiful artwork that illustrates my poem. To honor her gift, I wanted to write a poem in response. Secondly, this is Poetry Sister challenge week. So I wrote a tritina. As Cousin Tanita describes, “this less restrictive younger sibling of the sestina uses three repeated words to end three tercets. The order of word-endings for the tercets are 123, 312, 231, with a final line acting as the envoi, featuring all three words in the 1-2-3 order used in the first stanza. Additionally, we’ll continuing with our theme of poetry in conversation, in whatever way that is individually defined.” My poem is in conversation with E’s artwork.

I’m not sure how many of the Sisters will be able to join in this week, but here they are just in case:

Tanita @ {fiction, instead of lies}
Laura @ Laura Purdie Salas
Tricia @ The Miss Rumphius Effect
Sara @ Read Write Believe
Liz @ Liz Garton Scanlon

Amy has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at The Poem Farm.

Poetry Friday: Ghazal for the Sky

The Poetry Sisters’ Challenge for this month was to write ekphrastic poems from photos we shared with each other. This happens to be one of the photos I shared, and while it is a glorious and whimsical sky, my poem took me in other, more mournful directions. Such is the nature of ekphrastic poems. Whatever the image prompts is where the poem goes.

Here’s Tricia’s poem, and Tanita’s poem, and Liz’s poem.

Susan has this week’s end-of-August Poetry Friday roundup at Chicken Spaghetti.