Fragments

Fragments by Lee Madgwick

Sarah’s ekphrastic prompt at dVerse featured the art of Lee Madgwick. The prompt closed before I got a chance to respond, but here is my poem inspired by this painting. I may write more inspired by the others.

Fragments

Grey-furred clouds sit cat-like
ready to pounce

a breeze strokes the marsh grass—
sighs at the water-whispers,

secret murmurs heard by fish and birds
who swim and fly, here and gone because

time here is as fluid
as the endless river before me

going nowhere or everywhere,
ebbing and flowing concurrently

like conversations at a holiday dinner
where words from the past linger

and mingle with what is spoken
and what is left unsaid,

a barred door
or one open to possibility,

this world of dreams is one universe
of many where stars hum far in the distance.

Now an empty boat waits for me,
I will enter and exit many times

without remembering . . .
until I do.

43 thoughts on “Fragments

  1. I love this, the following metaphor in particular:

    going nowhere or everywhere,
    ebbing and flowing concurrently

    like conversations at a holiday dinner
    where words from the past linger

    and mingle with what is spoken
    and what is left unsaid,

  2. Since we chose the same image, I have my interpretation already, but though I put a name to the woman in the house watching the river, you and I could still be talking about the same one. This is on a calm day, before the dream shattered.

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