Poattic 17
EkphrasticChallenge --Ekphrastic is a poem written on a work of art in any poetic form. This poem is inspired by a work of art by Rahul Mhetre
AMARANTHINE
She has walked on these pebble-strewn dusty roads
Over the hilltops, through grassy fields as they viridescently rolled
Was it her, who caught my attention unawares?
A distant memory stirs, dulls…slowly fades
Looking up at the old banyan tree, the gnarled boughs spreading like arms welcoming,
There I was, still holding on— a weather-beaten swing--lone, abandoned and creaking in the wayward flurry…
Sinuous ropes once adorned with woodbine and marigold
Potpourri of fragrances infused with melodies of flutes, sitars…
Reminiscent of laughter and echoes from a fragment faraway when lasses and maidens came here to celebrate and play
Rustling leaves in verdant spring, the wind ruffling their tresses
Higher and higher they swung until the carmine and crimson skies were streaked with lavender and mottled greys
Their gaiety and laughter were the songs of summer days
Here she is now stroking my frayed ropes
Breaking into my reverie and long quit hopes
Freeing me from the vestiges of a never ending dream; Im no longer a hostage of the long-ago memories
Hesitantly, she swings me ever so gently
Panacea is her touch , a respite on my misery
The banyan tree swishes and whispers to me softly
She didn't forget us, we're her childhood treasures perpetually…
Pic Courtesy Pixabay
Painting: Rahul Mhetre
©️ Sangeetha Kamath Prabhu
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