I liked the image for the last Ekphrastic prompt and wrote several poems to it. You can read the selected poems here. This is one of my (unsuccessful) contributions.
There are fish in the sea that fly on silver fins
and birds in the air that swim with sea-smooth wings.
There is gold in the light and silver in the night
and green weed, a forest in deep water.
There are banners in the wind that call to prayer
and prayers in the wind that call to the banners.
Fish, birds, sunlight gold and streaming weed dance
on the blackberry path, for they know not what they do,
unlike the wind that waves the banners that point the
way to the black oil-slicked darkness at the world’s end.