Finding…P L A C E
Need we be
isolated
staying power
drifts and wilts
nice to see
breaking moments
careless free
until they’re gone
How to do
fresh and ready
hold it still
then tack it down
something new
armed and able
posture true
it all takes form
Gazing eyes
instant-gramming
trapped in fog
so mesmerized
caught like flies
craning motion
feigning highs
but seeking real.
Paula Antonello, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, January 23, 2020.
Image: Camera wall by 佳叶 范 on Unsplash
Love the empty space around the photograph and poem. Minimalist and a blank canvas what a great poem for a new year. Wishing you a happy new year.
Thank you so much! And my very best to you as well! Cheers to the start of another creative year 🎉
Awesome, Paula! I think you just beautifully described the frustration and desire of every good Photographer 🙂