It was a cosmic thing calling us away from our treasures,our chains leaving behind long shadows we laughed as our dreams became feathers we cried when the sun dazzled our eyes more brilliant than the silver tipping from our hands. Lifting our heads we walked into the evening of our lives.
An ekphrastic poem featured on The Wee Sparrow Poetry Press Ekphrastic Challenge
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inspired by the fantastic painting from Adrian Pitts
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Splendidly and serendipitously well put, my friend. 👏