I believe this is us forever dear,
painted image on a neighbor’s wall.
We hold hands in permanence,
street artist’s portrait of love.
His rendition, always young.
No furrowed brows from worries,
no age spots upon our arms.
He sees us somewhat oddly though,
large heads upon small bodies.
But we do lean in, faces touching,
projecting forever togetherness.
Feet dangle above his painted ground,
hovering above reality’s sidewalk.
He’s placed us in suspension here. . .
and I can imagine, my love,
this was us so many years ago.
How did he know?
Written for Open Link Night at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. I’m hosting today, and folks are invited to post one poem of their choosing, no required format, topic, or length. OR they may post to the optional prompt I provide which includes three photos of street art I saw in Valparaiso, Chile some years ago. The one above was one of my favorites.
AN INVITATION TO YOU: I’m also hosting our LIVE session (audio and video) on Saturday, April 11, from 10 to 11 AM EST. Please consider joining us! You may read aloud a poem of your choosing, or just come to sit in and listen! We are indeed a global group with folks from Australia, Trinidad Tobago, Kenya, the UK, Pakistan, Sweden, and across the US often in attendance. The more the merrier! If you’d like to join us, go to https://dversepoets.com on Saturday a few minutes before 10 AM EST, and click on the link provided there.
lillian the home poet 
The “eyes” have it. 😉
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A delightful ekphrastic poem, Lill! I love the street artist’s portrait of love, the thought of ‘faces touching, projecting forever togetherness’.
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Thank you, Kim! I always wonder, when I look at street art, what was the artist thinking when they painted this for all to see??? I do love street art!
Hope to see you Saturday!
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Oh my heart this is absolutely beautiful, Lil! I am especially moved by this image; “Feet dangle above his painted ground, hovering above reality’s sidewalk.” ❤️❤️
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Thanks, Sanaa. WIll be good to see you Saturday!
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Fantastic ekphrastics, Lillian. And Thanks for hosting!
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Glad you liked it. Alway happy to tend the pub!
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I like it Lil. I didn’t know you made it to Chile! I was there many times for weeks at a time. Loved the county and the people.
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Funny how we that fixed internal image of ourselves somewhere in our late 30s; it means that the mirror now never fails to aghast us. The old couple surely sees age everywhere in each other but it’s for the sake of those young ‘uns who keep saying I Do.
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Lovely poem, Lillian. Enhances the art, creates a back story. Well done!
Also always liked the street art in South America.
JIM
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Aweome picture and your words fit perfectly to the artwork, I especially liked, “No furrowed brows from worries,
no age spots upon our arms.
He sees us somewhat oddly though,
large heads upon small bodies.
But we do lean in, faces touching,
projecting forever togetherness.”
Well done!!
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Love where you went with the artwork and poem. It blends so well together.
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“But we do lean in” ahh, yes, that is how it should be. Great flow in your poem, Lillian and I absolutely adore that perfect ending. A sweet and loving descriptive poem of a lasting love. Also, I would love to visit Chile some day ❤
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Your words add flesh to the wall art; make us wonder, make us want to know more.
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Absolutely brilliant ekphrasis
much love
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Such a beautiful ekphrastic, Lill, brimming with love.
“But we do lean in, faces touching,
projecting forever togetherness.” Love this.
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Such a lovely ekphrastic, Lill!
“But we do lean in, faces touching,
projecting forever togetherness.” 💙
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This is a beautiful testament to enduring love. How did any of us know?🥰
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What a wild picture! It’s confusing my tired eyes.”hovering above reality’s sidewalk” stands out for me. A lovely heartfelt write Lillian 👏
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This was a lovely ekphrastic. I enjoyed it.
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I love that picture Lillian! It is so much more fun than most caricatures I’ve ever seen 🙂 A sweet poem of love and growing old together.
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