I’m delighted that this poem was chosen as the winner of the Ekphrastic Poetry Challenge.
The Commonality of Layers
The rain that binds was medicine,
acid burnt and limping beige.
Memories pressed between.
Cut and cropped like lacy
wings prised off butterflies.
A cult of layers for a girl
who caught a butterfly
in her hands. Held it tight, right
near her ear.
But when she couldn’t
hear it breathe,
she assumed it dead,
‘though its wings still beat
hard within her heart.
Written for Ekphrastic Poetry Challenge #15, Image by Nick Reeves “An Uncommon Vision”shared with dVerse Poets and @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter © Misky 2021
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