A Poem A Day 28

Ekphrasis

In the shopping centre carpark,

trolleys crash

like

breakers. Echoing

traffic mimics distant surf.  My

smartphone becomes

maritime,

washing up sculpture in

MMS.  Curves in weathered wood

sound like a whaleboat,

drifting;

crazed and craggy,

yet timeworn smooth, the deck invites

touch, while above,

an

aimless harpoon

gun still shines with menace, a resonance

of fear; a sculpted

poem

singing beauty and dissonance.

Kerry Miller

One of the most wonderful things about this poetry challenge, has been hearing from friends who have been also inspired to create as a result of the poems. This poem was written in response to a beautiful sculpture by my friend Andre Nortje, representing a derelict whaling boat. He sent me photos in a text message, telling me he had been inspired to begin sculpting again by the poetry challenge, and that this sculpture, in particular, seemed to him like a visual poem.  I have to agree.