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Good day Red Cabbage Heads,
This is a poem that I wrote for Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge back in September . This is where we were given the job of viewing some art and writing a poem about it. This was my second try at this challenge and I struggled. I wrote a very short poem, trying to look at different angles. I didn’t think I had a hope in hell but submitted anyway. I was rather pleased that one of the poems that one was short and a bit similar.

I was a little sceptical as to whether I even had the right to write a poem about this, as a white woman, but I decided as I attended an Arabic school from the age of 3-5 and used to be able to recite parts of the Koran, I could just about get away with it. I do keep trying to try different forms, I’m not sure it always works, but it’s always worth a try.
Walking With Allah
Step, stride, loaf, amble,
(carelessly a water bottle discarded)
step, stride, pace, stomp,
(overlooked the shallow trench straddled)
step, stride, saunter, stroll,
(unnoticed tiled cloisters glint)
step, stride, march, pound
(relentlessly the sun slaps down)
step, stride, strut, tread.
I wasn’t sure about using the word Allah in the title either, I don’t think I sums up the poem properly, though that was sort of what I was trying to say albeit clumsily. That when walking with Allah, you walk amongst all of the world. The rubbish, the art, the nature. No matter how you walk you still should walk with grace.
As usual I’d love to hear what you think.
Till next time. Tx
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I love it. Ekphrastic poetry is a fave of mine, I have had one great experience with it myself and would like to have more. Albeit I am a fellow not-Muslim, I also think it is respectful and would say your childhood exposure entirely gives you credibility to write about your personal impressions of the faith, engendered by the photo.