Self Portrait Seen in Floral Queen
No image have I ever seen
more faithfully as mirror glean
the essence of creative soul
so by its art becoming whole
as in the lilt of floral queen
whose realm is her imagined scene
where colors effervesce as breath
of life, though still, immune to death
and borders of reality
within which she can juxtapose
emotions as if embryos
to cast as seed to wind that nigh
so makes it seem that she can fly.
Portly Bard: Old man. Ekphrastic fan.
Prefers to craft with sole intent
of verse becoming complement...
...and by such homage being lent...
ideally also compliment.
The Ekphrastic Review
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