Beginning

fiction, nature, Personal Reflection 1 Minute
Fay Collins “Sunset and Squally Showers, Connemara”
The falling shale
of a thunderbolt’s bellow
cracked wide sun’s yolk

a glow
like breath of dragons
emanated 

permeating 
sky's shelfless larder

cloud syrup
skein on skein
perspiring down

toward 
pigmented sea and 
granite blade

and the steaming 
gratification 
of rainfall

Written for Sarah’s dVerse Poetics – Fay Collins revisited. Write an ekphrastic poem after one of Fay Collins’ paintings.

Image from https://faycollinsart.co.uk/current-paintings-at-arteria-gallery23-lancaster

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We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

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