Photograph

I see it everyday, smiling at me

 

Photograph

 

 

Before me I find

a photograph,  a rectangle piece of memory

of a time before     

 

or

 

of the day before,

merely a moment in time, forgotten

perhaps

 

 ~

 

Staring at me openly,

a glossy reminder, fashioned of indifference,

asking nothing     

 

yet

 

questioning my every thought,

or so it seems

to me

 

 ~

 

Smiling,

as if she knows me, beckoning

with soft eyes, pleading eyes

 

upon

 

my needful gaze,

focused

and dreaming…always dreaming

 

~ 

 

She doesn’t speak,

still I hear her every word,

silently whispering,

 

softly

 

singing sweetly

to my soul

which somehow understands  

 

~

 

Beauty in black and white

drenched of full color

in my mind

 

and

 

my heart, which beats faster,

pounding in my chest,

longing to escape…to be with her

 

~

 

If only I could step inside,

become one with the film

altering what I see

 

only

 

to touch her, know that she is real,

feel her breath upon my face,

know her scent

 

~

 

Before me I find

a photograph,  a square piece of memory

of a time before     

 

or

 

of future fantasies,

about to unfold on the pages

of the album holding my destiny

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

A rectangle of memory. A dream world the other side of the mirror. Beyond the picture plane. What a lovely set of words Jack. Simply lovely.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Ken. I appreciate you reading my work.

[Frieda P]

You know that color green we spoke of, well that's me right now, green with envy that I didn't think of this one! I love this Jack, just a perfect glimpse of a photograph and the memories it holds dear to us. Bravo!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Frieda. Always I love when you stop by to visit.

[Sami Khalil]

"If only I could step inside,

become one with the film

altering what I see



only



to touch her, know that she is real,

feel her breath upon my face,

know her scent'
You love for her Jack is endless and so does the beauty of your words...:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my poetic friend. Thank you so much for stopping by.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure. This is different and unique...:)