Yes, I’m Playing With Words
“For this prompt, write an ekphrastic poem…”
My prompt is Pocahontas by Annie Leibovitz.
Dearest
We prance among the falling leaves,
A shower of color rains down around us
And the autumn sedge tickles our ankles.
The hulk in the distance means nothing
As we leave so much distance behind us
I with my hooves and she with her feet.
Both of us one with the earth.
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I notice you play with words…had to look-up quite a few.
Nicely done, evoking lots of images