29 July 2012
A bluebird on a branch, Heart sung on a note, Creating words anew, A poem to be wrote,
Captured on a screen, Digital, without flash, Hurry, zoom in quickly, Just to have a bash,
The sky lit up pink, Glowing in the dusk, Elephants drinking, Focus on that tusk,
Out on the narrow street, A man strumming strings, Looking into my eyes, Makes my camera sing,
Perfect moments, Captured in time, But somehow I just don't feel they're mine
Glimpsing a ripple, In a corner of the lake, Finding the magic, Oh how my knees quake,
The colours aren't right, That's not what I saw, In this fragile art, I saw a simple flaw,
Memories on paper, Memories inside, There is connection, But it's just a guide,
Times have changed, No longer behind the lens, Now part of the group, To smile with my friends.
Photography • Opuss № I