Yoga Breath

Yoga Breath;
blue
roving between Sun and Moon
like wool between hands
softer than peaches
and the touch of silken water
along the sandy shore.
The wave, eternally amused
humored in it's own reflection
blue as night
blue as day
blue as yoga breathing.

The Tide Stumbles In

The sky laughs at my misfortune
The venomous yowls breach my soul
The stars instinctively know they have won
The moon separates from the sun

Footprints vanish as the tide stumbles in
The seagulls flicker and dance on the bay
Life is ever so easily undone
The moon separates from the sun

Envelopes of light peer off the moon
The sea mechanically lathers and fades
Freedom was never so easily won
The moon separates from the sun

The fish and the flora never knew me by name
Whirls of the clouds temper and flail
The threshold is simply and perfectly done
The moon separates from the sun

The brilliance and the light
The pain and the pride
Destiny calls us one by one
The moon separates from the sun

Ekphrastic Poem

September's writing assignment is submit a poem to Rattle magazine. Rattle is a quarterly literary magazine that publishes poetry. They have monthly Ekphrastic poetry challenges as well, which is what I am encouraging all of us to partake in! An Ekphrastic poem is art-inspired poetry. The artwork I have posted here is the art in which to draw your inspiration from for your poem.

After you submit your poem to Rattle Mag, post it here too so we all can read it! Have fun!

The submission on rattle.com must be made by September 30th. Details are within the link below:

http://www.rattle.com/poetry/extras/ekphrasis/