NOTE: If your piece isn't similar at all to these in form, content, structure, style, etc. or responds to a different kind of art than these, do not worry! These are just a few samples of the vast expanse of ekphrastic art, and we share them to better illustrate the term for those who may be unfamiliar with it.
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Musée des Beaux Arts
W. H. Auden About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the wood: They never forgot That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse Scratches its innocent behind on a tree. In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry, But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky, Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on. 
Red Canna, Georgia O'Keeffe
Having a Coke With You (excerpt)
Frank O'Hara I look at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together for the first time and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully as the horse it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I’m telling you about it 
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The Fall of Icarus, Pieter Breughel
What are the consequences of silence?
Bhanu Kapil 53. Red Canna, I see you. Edge of. What I saw: a flower blossoming, in slow motion. Not specific enough. Okay. No. Cannot. Red Canna, I veer into you. I am not in one straight line. Red Canna, I see you. 1904. The University of Arizona Museum of Art. Opening in slow motion: are you okay? Are you okay? Can you hear me? (I can't) That's how it begins: impenetrable. The book of two words I happen to see, out of the corner of my eye, on a wall. Such slowness. These words took years to arrive. 
The Polish Rider, Rembrandt van Rijn
Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2, Marcel Duchamp
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