I forgot that I need a syllabic poem for the weekly challenge. So here is the image again and my poem.
Look above me now At the love that used to be Dissolving to mist
You have until Tuesday to complete the challenge here.
There are those who say "She saw right through me" Is the worst thing to hear. But her face Tells me she is seeing Past me. When you see in her eyes you are fading it is awful. When you see that something else has started It's worse. It's over.
Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw (1865-1932) by John Singer Sargent, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
The #tankatuesday challenge was to write a Ekphrastic poem about this painting. I found her look very intriguing, and the set of her eyes inspired this poem.
Mark Bozeman 