It has been a long time since I have posted here. Life intervened. I hope to be posting more frequently from now on. Today I would like to share a couple of Ekphrastic poems. Ekphrastic poetry vividly describes works of art using imagination to expand on their meaning. I attended our city’s annual photography exhibition and was inspired to write the following poems.

Red Stilettos

Red Stilettos

Beckon, glow

Fracture the light

Red stilettos and tango nights.

Red dress

Shimmering fire

A slit at the curve of her thigh.

Red Hibiscus

Scarlet lips, smoky eyes.

Red tie

Black silk

He grasps her hand

Enfolds her waist.

Music pulses

Their bodies meld

Pivot, spin in the moonlight.

Flick of knife-edge heels

Sweep of the leg.

Dance of oblivion

Wild, cunning

Passionate, controlled

Hearts full, hearts broken.

Dance of desire

Sheen of sweat

Mingled scents, slide and caress.

His thumb grazes her lip

Hearts race.

Violins soar

Music slows, stops

A touch to her cheek, he turns

Dissolves into the crowd.

She steps back

Hand to heart

A moment of longing.

Magical memories

Red stilettos and tango nights.

Red stilettos and tango nights.

Snow Covered

A veneer of white coats our world

The magical hush of fog and snowflake

Renders us silent by the fireplace.

We gaze wide-eyed from frosted windows

And slip away into wondrous dreams.

Shrouded in sparkling moonglow

Giant trees, stately homes, solemn SUVs,

Surrender to hypnotic radiance. 

Frozen in stillness.

Frozen in time.

Is this God’s favourite sundae?

No extra toppings

Just sweet vanilla swirl

With layers of crunchy ice

An indulgent evening treat.

Tonight we will love, laugh

Grateful for the quiet, the glistening splendour

Feast on the beauty of nature

Tomorrow we curse the slick devil of the street.