My crimson lips
are safe to touch
hiding in the glow
it is just too much
your flowers you gave
I held too tight
hoping the pieces
would make it all right
the silence is deafening
shrieking in my ear
my courage tucked away
but always kept near
Your raging thought
I do not condone
sink my teeth into
the red delicious unknown.
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Our A190 class is here to get our hands all muddy in paint and poems, poems that are inspired by art, art that responds to poetry. We're ecstatic to be here and we'll be ekphrastic all semester long.
Kandinsky's "Improvisation"
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1 comment:
I really like the way this poem flows. Generally, I hate poems that rhyme, but the way you do it comes with ease. It doesn't feel forced. It creates a poem with an excellent flow. I love the line "the silence is deafening shrieking in my ear." It is a really wonderful image. Great work!
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