My poem for Day Twelve of Paul Brookes’ Special January Ekphrastic Challenge. I wrote it, and Ithought I had sent it to him, but somehow it ended up in my mail drafts folder. Yesterday was definitely one of those days! I’ve responded to two works for this one. This one seems appropriate for MLK Day.
For Visionary Leaders, First Responders, Resisters, and All the Helpers, Everywhere
We’re in the same boat—
Death swims all around us, floats
with crocodile grin in skeletal face,
glides, sometimes without a trace–
for color to flee. Let him be–
if there’s no hope–to do what he must,
when blood flows out and cold winds gust.
Beware the fakes and winter witches
who line their pockets with others’ riches–
but—call the intermediaries, if you can
the ones who stop the flow and span
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