The artworks for this ekphrastic prompt are here, on Paul Brookes’ blog, along with all the poetry they inspired.

Dancing

Rain dance, sun dance,
hand in scarlet hand,
unbroken circle back to when
time ran river-smooth,

and we would sow and reap,
plant seed, rooted deep
beneath golden sun, bright rain,
indigo-swirling skirts and light feet

that danced the dance,
back and forth, the broad plain,
the furrows laboured, when we
took our part and nothing more.