I.
going home
only to find nothing
is the same
II.
tangled in spring
calla lilies
glow in the sun
III.
pulling weeds
mosquitos buzz
cuts on my hands
* * *
Image: Roots – Frida Kahlo, 1943, WikiArt.org
Words: senryu, haiku, c.b.w. 2016
Part of the 2016 April Poem A Day Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest) for the April 6 prompt: ekphrastic (a poem inspired by a work of art)
C.B. Wentworth 
I like all of these…especially the first. Well done. 🙂
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The first came from a very honest place. One of my furkids passed away a few weeks ago. Home hasn’t felt the same since. Slowly but surely I’m healing and writing about it is part of my process. I’ve received a lot of emails today about that poem and that means a lot to me. ❤
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I’m sorry, cb…that is difficult. Hugs ♥
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Very visual poems. Still don’t like the painting. lol
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Lol! Frida Kahlo is often an acquired taste. I like some of her work, but find it hard to understand. This particular piece was included in the prompt as one of the art choices – it was the one that spoke to me. 🙂
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