Watery Sunrise
An ekphrastic poem, based off of "Impression, Sunrise" by Claude Monet
Boats billow smoke, shrouded in white haze
as fire glistens against the murky
indigos, teals, beiges, and ambers
of morning’s melodies.
Fishermen stalk salty
reds of first light, navigating
mist at sunray's glow.
Pray for slippery prey
to catch, to sell, to feed.
Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repent.
Strokes undulate below ships and shadows.
What lurks beneath croaking floorboards, anyway?
Cast reflections christen the cockcrow
while clouds waltz against water’s oils.
White peach juice drips,
sticky highlights of a blued morn,
concealing what sleeps behind the horizon
and the masts of dawn.
What masts the dawn, anyway?
About the Creator
Issie Amelia
She has a Master in Creative Writing, Publishing and Editing from University of Melbourne, and Bachelor in Creative writing from George Washington University.
She currently teaches yoga, Pilates and boxing fitness in Melbourne, Australia.
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