Old Photographs
I came across
An old photo of you
Today.
Torn around the edges
And faded
Now
As old photos
Stored and forgotten
Are.
I was smiling
And you looked
Proud.
Your arm was wrapped
Protectively around my
Shoulders
Our baby cradled warm
And secure against my
Breast.
How could we know
Then, what the future
Held?
The years not yet
Lived, stretching out
Ahead?
But for that moment,
Frozen in time, we were
Happy
Hi Cate, love the reflection of the past, nice one Jeff X
touching words we all have these frozen in time photographs thank God or perhaps we would fail to remember that we did have some happy moments together
Thu 16th Jul 2009 12:09
Dear Cate,
Thanks for your comment on my poem, I appreciate it. I also came to this poem which I'd missed due to play-writing exertion. I love how you underscore the happy moment with the ominous - I think that's how we know we were happy!
Steve Smith x
Good piece.
Cx
This is very well expressed, with an excellent choice of words. The formatting of your lines I find hard to follow, but that is my own opinion. I do wonder how you would read this aloud. Often, reciting a poem decides for me where I could, or should, break a line in my own work.
Yes I would agree with Dave. A very sad one Cate - we all have photos like that - though some have been completely shredded. I like the fact that you have departed from rhyme with this one - I think it adds to the poem and to its simplicity. I have nothing against rhyme - just think it's good to try different styles.
I liked this Cate. Deceptively simple but really takes the imagination along, which is half the battle
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Yvonne Brunton
Fri 4th May 2012 20:18
I see a recurring theme in your work of things not being as they seem to be or as we would wish them to be. I quite like these dark undercurrents.XX