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Astute Artist #Ekphrastic #Poetry

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Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw (1865-1932) by John Singer Sargent, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

Astute Artist

She knew her charm, she could entice within moments, she had slayed many with her looks yet this artist chose to paint the Lady of Conceited Charisma. Confident of softening her expressions, he devoted one hour everyday to sketch her portrait and left in a hurry, pretending loss of inspiration. The chagrin of the lady mounted with each passing day but the humility with which he bowed his head and promised to complete the commissioned work within a month touched her heart.

He chose lavender
that could soften the semblance 
she liked fiery red
he painted calm nuances
she yearned for a love embrace.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration.

This week’s challenge is Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by a work of art. I chose tanka prose. There are two basic forms in classic tanka prose: Preface (explanation) and the Poem Tale (episodic narration.)

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Blissful #Love Double #Etheree

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Image by photographer, Terri Webster Schrandt,

Blissful Love

When
roses
coruscate,
the passion of
petals emit a
resplendent spark that shows
how ecstatic are whispers
of green love that blooms unawares,
a fairy tale that sounds authentic,
a journey to luminous lands of choice.
…

The fragrance fleets just like the petals drop
but austere love embraces each moment
it glistens and thrives in the hearts
complemented by new dreams
percolates into souls
just like vintage wine
swirls on our tongue
a sublime
touch of
bliss.
© Balroop Singh, 2023

This week’s challenge is photo prompt. Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write some syllabic poetry. I chose Etheree, which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

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Beyond Time #Words Challenge

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“Random word poetry is something that Jane Dougherty started writing last year. I think this is a great way to find inspiration, so let’s try it,” says Colleen. She has generated a list of 100 random words. The idea is to read through the words, searching for a word that sparks your inspiration. If you want to join the fun, click here for the word list. Thank you for the inspiration Colleen.

Beyond Time

On the curving edge of time
Sneak moments, shimmering with light,
Gliding with ease, still alive,
Eloquent beyond words and I watch…

They keep coming back
To warm our hearts, to harmonize,
To illumine the truths we forget –
Waves of life keep tossing.

We pursue a walking mirror
That echoes eclectic charms
Birthday delights, innocent chatter
Games that governed our hours.

Sometimes I pretend to fall
Into the hourglass of time
Clocks stand still but I walk
To inhale the odor of an old oasis.
© Balroop Singh

***

in reflective mood
I climb the turrets of time
bizarre adventure
© Balroop Singh

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The Lady of the Snows #Ekphrastic #Poetry

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Boughton, George Henry; The Lady of the Snows; Walker Art Gallery; http://www.artuk.org/artworks/the-lady-of-the-snows-97671

This week Colleen ‘s #TankaTuesday challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by the work of art. We have the freedom to write free verse but then write one syllabic poem too.

The Lady of the Snows

Each morning 
when eastern rim glows pink, 
the lady of snow spreads her mittened hands, 
cedes her power and walks across the river, flowing leisurely.

She tarries just a second
to shake off the snowflakes from her attire,
to gather the beams of morning sun,
to savor the silence of winter morn, 
to borrow beauty from mother nature.

Alone she walks with élan
across the bridge, beyond the era
Lilting with life.  
Taciturn by nature, 
with tranquil transition in her eyes, 
she breathes a message of giving, 
giving all that you gather.

© Balroop Singh

***

paragon of poise
image of Mother Nature
breathing buoyancy

© Balroop Singh

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Moon Melodies #HappyHolidays

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Image from Pixaby

Moon sat with me last night
Adding magical light to my Christmas tree 
Mesmerized by his ancient tales
I looked at him in delight.

He told me who popularized Christmas trees
Why people lit them with small candles once upon a time
How love for Santa Claus grew
Who added the tradition of generosity to Christmas. 

He spoke of the snow that glitters in his light
Of myths that were created to ward off darkness
Of fairies that carried light
Of small handbells that added charm to carols.

He knew the first fragrance of seasons
The sweet scent of spring
The songs of summer birds
The glory of the first rain.

He told me about the secrets of life
Of holding hands despite strife
Of faith that never dies
If we learn to celebrate all seasons with a smile.
© Balroop Singh. December, 2022

Wishing you all many smiles and Happy Holidays. See you in the new year now.

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