Time Traveler

Time Traveler

A Poem by Paul in the Buff
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Of being a photographer: a different perspective helps capture life in a way others don't see it. A different perspective is often required. A different perspective often makes all of the difference.

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And I capture with a lens all of the light there is to see
A passing moment in time; a moment that will cease to be
Now a moment that will exist forever for you, and forever for me
Light made into art, by a spirit trapped but still so free

In this marvel of a jar, I can hold time tight
Everything that this moment is, by capturing the light
Time yielding its moments to an image, and halting its forward flight
To let us reflect on what was, and where we were, when the time is right

Call me a time traveler, and this box is my time machine
I am a merchant of memories; spending a currency of what is and what is unseen
What I gather and what I see in my world, and in my mind, and what has been
With love, and passion, and art and soul, I salvage your memories and dreams

So travel with me in this world, like the sands washing on to the shore
In waves always constant but never same; some in a whisper and some in a roar
Relive what once was; recapture the time, the youth, the feelings, and more
Created merely from light, to bring your memories to life, and let your imagination soar

© 2024 Paul in the Buff


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Paul in the Buff
Come with me on this journey.

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I'd like to buy a ticket, please. I especially love: "Call me a time traveler, and this box is my time machine. I am a merchant of memories; spending a currency of what is and what is unseen"

I love looking through your lens. It is honest and you are generous

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Paul in the Buff

1 Week Ago

A camera cannot lie.

What happens with the image next is open for interpretation.
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The tools of our crafts are often quite basic. The photographer needs light, the poet needs words. What we do with these tools can be magical and a gift for ages. Capturing moments for posterity or for the enriching of our own minds and souls.

I love this idea. It is the light that we seek to show. Yet the heart and eye play an important part. The photographer learns how to see the moment in a way that will optimally preserve it. The choices made can make all the difference. There’s something in that that speaks to life itself and the power of pursuing our art. This is great, your poem.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Paul in the Buff

1 Week Ago

The tools of our crafts... indeed. Ultimately, the most important tool is our mind, no? Without it,.. read more
Eilis

1 Week Ago

This is true. And I can relate to wishing for more time and material. It helps me a bit to be back h.. read more
Paul in the Buff

1 Week Ago

This site is good for inspiration. I might actually have to write something new one of these days.
I'd like to buy a ticket, please. I especially love: "Call me a time traveler, and this box is my time machine. I am a merchant of memories; spending a currency of what is and what is unseen"

I love looking through your lens. It is honest and you are generous

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Paul in the Buff

1 Week Ago

A camera cannot lie.

What happens with the image next is open for interpretation.
read more

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Paul in the Buff
Paul in the Buff

Buffalo, NY



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Just an artistic person living in a world that loves art, but too often disregards the artist. I am a photographer, and I make movies. These are pursuits that very much take precedent over my writi.. more..

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