In These Pictures I Have Taken
In these poems I have written
small fragments of our lives shelter
breathing, living on beyond their boundary
In these paintings I have crafted
there are moments rendered forever, moody
brooding, sometimes out-staying their welcome
Waves rise, waves crash on the salty pier
the sea crawls in, the sea backs off
we bloomed, we expanded and contracted
living brightly through each experience
I kept a record, always kept a record
to keep these moments alive...
In these pictures I have taken
snapshots, precise slivers of emotion
portals into other times we must not abandon
In these drawings I have sketched
clumsy little diagrams of you and I in love
naive reminders of such youthful happiness
Sun rises, sun travels across a powdered sky
our shadows form, our shadows grow behind us
we bloomed, we aimed and succeeded
eyes wide open through each experience
I kept a record, always kept a record
to keep these moments alive...
(July 2012)
Harry O'Neill
Sat 1st Feb 2014 00:01
Tom,
That:
`the sea crawls in, the sea backs off`
is excellent. But I feel that the `crash` and the `salty` do (what I take to be the general intention of the `moody` and `brooding`) a bit
of a diservice.
(Your poems are `get-attable`)