Memories capture in heart shaped frames.
My finger slowly tracing your soul,
I did that to you-
Incarcerating your laughter, and your tears;
Your golden smiles beaming over the years
On the lighted sensitive surface.
“The vast landscape across the lens”
Coloring your life, memoirs are formed.
No such things as negative images with you,
Positive images emerge instantly.
I capture you, yesterday, today, tomorrow
And forever.
A contest entry
- Photograph.... by kiwigirljacks.
700 points, ended December 1, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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A lovely take.. the thought of only positive images being capture of someone. Nicely done!
(should 'immerge' be 'emerge'?)
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LOL your totally right.. thanks
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