Painting Old Photographs

Love is an animal whose skies I want to be in forever.............

Love comes in colors that show truth in states as they exit
Is an animal whose skies I want to be in forever
Yet when love is gone, I can see the moon
Or am I wrong
Do I only see the spotlights
Left over from desire

All aglow as a poet, quietly I lay in the shallows of my spirit
Dreaming within old photographs, I painted
Yet when I reach for the sweetness
It is not on the table
And the way it made me feel
I cannot remember

They say it is never too late to see the colors that drift by
When you stand on the hills of your first love
If you close your eyes, you can see
Pictures you painted
And there lies the sweetness
Among the love

Perhaps the moon looks for raindrops shining in my eyes
To make those colors fade into the background
But I know the truth remains untouched
As I stand on this hill
Still painting old photographs
A brighter hue

Reviews

[iamkim]

Sometimes I hate looking at the many photos in my album. It only reminds me of the good old days where love was still there dancing in the air, whispering musics to my ear. But somehow it gives you a very good reason to keep on living...hoping for the moment to come again :)

[Lily Mae]

"Perhaps the moon looks for raindrops shining in my eyes".. I love that Neva.. This is a beautiful reflective write... "Still painting old photographs a brighter hue"...guilty as charged lol :) xxx

Beautiful poem once again. You have a skill of wrapping it all up in the final stanza. Great job!

[Tate Morgan]

When love goes so do the colors ill the memories are black and white

[Ladysue]

I agree you are a gifted writer.. your words always blend with emotion so well...wonderful imagery...good work...

[Lilly Negoi]

"Still painting old photographs
A brighter hue" - marvelous delicacy!

[Sukriti Suki]

you are a gifted writer..emotions overflow though are never too overpowering..subtle yet moving..I loved how we look for the sweetness in the photographs we paint..truly wonderful.