I wrote the below poem this Sunday, as I was coming out of church and on the trip back to campus.
The story behind it is as follows. Every time I neglect to take my camera with me, I inevitably regret it. It was a windy, rainy morning, with just the right amount of sun to make the water beautiful. Walking down the path to the parking lot, I glanced down and spotted three or so pine boughs, lying as though carefully placed, on the dark wet pavement. I reached for my camera bag only to realize I had figured that I'd not need it that day and left it back at my apartment. Just in that moment of disappointment and self-disgust, a line flitted through my mind;
(Everywhere I go, I see my life through a camera lense;
stills and pictures that might have been.)
Somewhat different from the finished product that I have here; it was in another meter that didn't fit as well with the rest of the poem as it begin to come to me. I twittered that thought and figured that was the end of it.
But then as I was driving back, I started thinking about the oddity that every time I leave without my camera, I see something that is remarkably picture worthy. And the different times that stood out to me started to arrange themselves into a metered rhyme.
Now, just a disclaimer: I am very much NOT a writer, and never poems. So the inherent problems therein I could not even tell you, much less correct.
I just liked the way it sounded and wanted to keep it for my own future reference.
So, here ya go. Please feel free to pick it to shreds. Or not. Not might be good. Yeah, I like not...
Every where I go,
my life through a camera lens;
momentary stills
momentary stills
and pictures that might have been...
Pine boughs on the pavement,
leaves that have to fall,
snow upon the walkways,
ice flows on the walls...
Beauty in the airways,
birds in all the trees,
each breathtaking moment
that others seldom see...
They grasp me in their power,
God's creations in my life,
an awe-inspiring tribute,
my relief from pain and strife...
LadyAnne
1 comment:
I happen to love it! Miss you friend. sigh
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