Saturday, January 21, 2012

Framed


THE WEEKEND IN BLACK AND WHITE

FRAMED

Caught in the act and unaware
That a stray photographer is there,
Catching a glimpse of other lives;
Husbands, lovers, children, wives.
An arm is raised; a head is turned;
Glances exchanged, a new name learned.
A cross-section of humanity
Sailing on a Southern sea.
Framed and frozen, perpetuated, 
In an album, named and dated.
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HOO SEZ?

So hoo disides the rools?
Werds ar onle tools.
The wuns that I cre8
Ar cwite legitim8.
Providid I impart
Meening from mi hart
And I can say to yoo
Wot I'm intending to.
Orl werds were invented!
So wigh am I privented
From making up mi oan!
I'm shor I'm not aloan
In longing to bee free
And rit ecsentrikly!
I think I'l rit this way
For eva and a day!
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3 comments:

Dragonstar said...

Nice silhouettes, and some tricky lighting! I like how well your words suit, too.

MARGARET GOSDEN 2 said...

Enlarged this is a fascinating scene of activity, and
very dramatic! It would be a good photo to enlarge
and hang on the wall in memory of a likely forgotten moment; the poem is apt!

Julie said...

Not sure that I would be all that keen on sailing off to sea with a poop-deck crowded with other merry makers at the moment, Brenda.

I like the silhouettes that accompany your story, too.