Life compressed
Flattened
Captured in a flicker
Imprisoned in four
edges
At least for life
Laughter frozen
Historical uplift of
lips
Before hard and bitter
lines
Voyeurs of other times
and other lives
Titillated by life
paused
We watch and wait
Waiting for life to be
resumed
Colour and movement to
flow back in
Stories to recommence
Instead a moment and
full stop
Photos held too close
Bring memories tinged
with grief
Questions of what went
wrong
Perhaps if held at
arms length
We’d see what was
right
The mind deluded with
illusions
The past was not too
bad
Like child birth pain
dulled with time
We’d do it all again
Yet are we sure
The laughter captured
by the light
The lift of lips
Before hard and bitter
lines
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