Brilliant, or: Sparkling

A Garland Cinquain

An ekphrastic poem

loving
tactile closeness
complex social networks
mothers and calves; pair-bonded males
tight ties

echoes
a world of words
piercing high frequencies
sound waves cut through murky waters
pictures

vocal
sweet exchanges
love, pathos, joy, warnings
collaborative, synchronized
fishing

coupling
sex for pleasure
mates bellyโ€“toโ€“belly 
nuzzle, click, rub, pectoral pat
fondness

decades
long memories
enduring relationships
shared emotions; dreams, ideas
one pod

loving
a world of words
love, pathos, joy, warnings
nuzzle, click, rub, pectoral pat
one pod

#TankaTuesday

The above garland cinquain was written for Colleen M. Chesebroโ€™s โ€˜Tanka Tuesdayโ€™ prompt.

Poets were prompted to write ekphrastic syllabic poems inspired by the photograph of dolphins to the right, which was provided by D. L. Finn.

Ekphrastic poems exist to respond to a piece of art critically, analytically, and reverentially. For more information on ekphrastic poetry, see Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday’ prompt.


Twiglet #275

‘A world of words’


‘Word of the day’ challenge

‘Pathos’


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Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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47 thoughts on “Brilliant, or: Sparkling”

      1. All is beautifully written
        Tactile closeness- you pen so tenderly, and I love this phrase about them, makes me feel a little depraved…
        sweet exchanges and long memories- you do write endearing memoirs, I feel quite choked up..
        Yet one must pause, and think, outside the box,
        That it is sex for pleasure…
        Says so much about the deep, deep blue.

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