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This month, my poetry sisters and I decided to write ekphrastic poems. Ekphrasis is the writing of words (or music) based on a visual image, often a word of art. If you're interested in more ekphrastic poems, you can click the "ekphrasis" link at the base of this post, which will take you to prior posts of mine.

All seven of us based our poems on the same image, which is below, and was found by Tanita Davis. To me, this sculpture seemed a goddess, as you can see. I wish I had the proper photographic credit to let you know whose image this is, but I do not.

Caged Goddess
by Kelly Ramsdell Fineman

She is gathering
in the garden,
in her cage,
each moment
more herself,
rough spots
papered smooth,
spaces closing
as seconds pass.

She consents
to confinement,
knows she is
never diminished
by limits or
boundaries that
others impose.
She silently thrives
on her belief
in her own power.

This building
not her home,
this shell not
her essence.
She will not
be contained.
When she wills,
she will walk
free, glass ceiling
be damned.

You can read the posts from the other poetry princesses here, and the rest of today's Poetry Friday posts by clicking on the block at the bottom.

Fiction, Instead of Lies by Tanita Davis.

Writing the World for Kids by Laura Purdie Salas.

A Wrung Sponge by Andromeda Jazmon.

Read Write Believe by Sara Lewis Holmes.

Liz Garton Scanlon's blog at her website.

The Miss Rumphius Effect by Trisha Stohr-Hunt.

You can find lots of other Poetry Friday posts by clicking the box below:

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( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
Tricia Stohr-Hunt
Nov. 6th, 2015 04:13 am (UTC)
Lovely poem.

"rough spots/papered smooth"
I love this ... it makes me see the mixed media of the piece all over again.

And this is perhaps my favorite part:"She silently thrives/on her belief/in her own power."
Yes, I believe she does.

I can't wait to read and compare all these poems. You and I share a number of words and images. I will be interested to see if others do as well.
Andi Sibley
Nov. 6th, 2015 01:01 pm (UTC)
"When she wills,
she will walk
free, glass ceiling
be damned."

LOVE this ending! Your poem builds in a spiral, and then blasts free. Just like our girl!
TS Davis
Nov. 6th, 2015 04:04 pm (UTC)
She consents
to confinement,
knows she is
never diminished
by limits or
boundaries that
others impose.

Okay, that would be REALLY long for a tattoo, but... man.
Sara Lewis Holmes
Nov. 6th, 2015 05:53 pm (UTC)
I'm with Tricia in loving how you've highlighted the mixed media elements. How we are always more than ONE thing, whether that thing is imposed on us by others or ourselves. We are free to break free. Boom.
Nov. 6th, 2015 10:50 pm (UTC)
Those last four lines kill me. THe double "will," the swift, purposeful, unexpected cursing. It's all really lovely, but the ending is my favorite part!
Liz Garton Scanlon
Nov. 7th, 2015 04:27 am (UTC)
So much lovely language, Kelly, so many lovely lines.
I love the ferocity of this....
Mary Lee Hahn
Nov. 8th, 2015 11:20 am (UTC)
Oh, yeah. The power in that ending is so perfect.
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