Lake water

The dverse prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem based on a painting by Fay Collins. I have chosen this one Grasses at Ennerdale.

Lake water

There’s peace in the grasses, deep rooted in shallows
that mirror the sky and the roof of the world,
where water and meadow meet at the wild fallow’s
edge, green tossed with yellow with clover pink curled.

I sit with the light, among shed plumes and plundered,
as hues metamorphose from dove-grey to red,
as mists fill the sky with clouds billowed and thundered,
clear lake water washes our sorrows all fled.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

45 thoughts on “Lake water”

  1. “where water and meadow meet at the wild fallow’s edge,”… yes! Sigh .. this is absolutely STUNNING, Jane 😍😍

  2. A beautiful, soft and real painting with words…I am not sure if you used a keyboard or paintbrush for that…

  3. “Where water and meadow meet at the wild fallow’s edge” hooked me. Fay really liked to paint water and sky. And “I sit with the light, among shed plumes and plundered”. A lovely poem, rife with hope and joy.

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