Mornin’ Today’s prompt is to write about a picture. I have some beautiful water colours I took pictures of by Jackie Landry. I choose one of hers as I told her so long ago that I wanted to give poetic voice to her lovely art. so… To you Jackie I dedicate this.
JACKIE LANDRY
I hear the horizon call
Through the grey cast of gloom
A slit of golden a rising flame
It heats my want. A slow tease
of restless sends a shiver in
the brew of the storm licks
my face, tosses my hair.
There is caress in the danger
I feel it stroke at my edges
like the lap of waves at my scow
that glides out to the deep sea
Sails set to be grabbed by
winds assault to feel the spray
of salt sting my flesh
I am open like the sea
Held to the tides of being
Wrapped in the wrath of storm
Settled by the setting sun
Diving into myself to find myself
And just out there is a slice of gold
That is the end of my rainbow
