Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw (1865-1932) by John Singer Sargent, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
those fairytale eyes,
stolen idyllic moments,
kiss in the noon rain-
to be a moment longer,
forever a wish half spent
causes dreams to ache,
moment in togetherness,
reworked dastardly-
to tickle the curse of fate,
destined under howling skies
in your aching arms
nay, but a moment longer,
kiss of toxic fate,
before ill luck consumes whole,
before sands of times trickles.
Poetry form :- Tanka Series
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen. M. Chesebro for the above Ekphrastic prompt inspiration at Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge # 308. This painting was featured on Rebecca’s post: PORTRAIT OF LADY AGNEW OF LOCHNAW BY JOHN SINGER SARGENTThank you Eugi for hosting Moonwashed Weekly Challenge #131, prompt word, “Idyllic”. Thank you Kim for hosting Poetics at dVerse, ” Prelude to a kiss”. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
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beautifully woven, enjoyed!! 👏👏👏
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Looking beyond the image opens vistas of imagination! A beautiful combination of imagery and thoughts.
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Lovely image, and beautiful poem ❤
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Lovely! And I well know those evil always-trickling sands of time!
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The longing in your poem is palpable! Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Excellent use of all B the prompts Kitty.
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After reading what Jules shared about her dying after a lingering illness, your poem takes on a special poignance ❤
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I thought I’d seen that image before! What an engaging ekphrastic tanka series, Kitty! I think ‘fairytale eyes’ is a perfect phrase, seeing as the sitter is wearing a fairytale dress, and ‘kiss in the noon rain’ reminded me of one of my own poems from five years ago: https://writinginnorthnorfolk.com/2018/06/07/kissing-in-the-rain/
I agree that ‘a wish half spent causes dreams to ache’ and like the way that links to the line ‘in your aching arms’. But the ‘kiss of toxic fate’ is so sad.
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Aishwarya, I think you picked up on the longing seen in her face. Your poem is like a photo capturing a moment in time… this really tugs at my heart.
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Exquisite!!
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You’ve caught the emotional resonance in her face and eyes. (K)
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This is gorgeous, gorgeous work done, Kitty! 😍😍
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That’s a beautiful poem, I like the pieces of magic in it!
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Lovely poem–those sands of time!
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