We, this imperfect photograph
Seemingly
In which nobody
Wants to be
Warped by wisdom
Invested in love
Honoring any of Earth
Touched at their edges by angels
Apologetic or ever redeemed
As evidenced by this Alone
We, this imperfect photograph
Seemingly
In which nobody
Wants to be
Warped by wisdom
Invested in love
Honoring any of Earth
Touched at their edges by angels
Apologetic or ever redeemed
As evidenced by this Alone
You in the spotlight
You’re there for a high purpose
Somebody loves you
Something ceremonial
Should there be
Some semblance
Of solidarity
Twofold testimony
To these times
If entrusting
These lives
They’ll photograph us
Just This Once here in the vast
Where old stars are born
The book of you
Is long since written
Dreamily illustrated
Published
Perched on the shelves
And of the lists?
Waiting
To be found
By posterity
The brightest eyes
Will smile and say
You are
Like looking through treasure
Put wordless before me a photograph
Only
If it tastes of all you hope I’ll receive
Then will my skin feel the blanket surround
Finally
The sound of your shore can make glad these ears
Though the flash of your most honest scene blinds me
I’m left kissed by the scent of altitude
Photographs and conversations
The primary goal
Then all they would lead to as well
Upon looking right
There was nothing there
And ahead, just the back of a frame
How long can one breathe in
The dust from the haste
The despair from being left in it
Say something
That doesn’t belong
Put prose
Where no one expects a scandal
Wield words
We’ll all sign our name to
Once overcome
We’ll wish to convert
In a photograph
Is where you should find yourself
While my shutter smiles
Gonzo the Softshell Turtle; Urban Ecology Center -Menomonee Valley; Milwaukee, WI