Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Alone
In this dark place for so long
Alone, save a roll of Kodachrome
A faded blue polishing cloth,
Once used to lovingly brush away intruding
Microscopic specs of dust.
Darkness,
And yet today – a sliver of light
Persistently permeating
The tiny vents of my protective prison
Beaming through a loose louver
Into this leather encasement
Questions:
Is this my rescue from darkness?
To, once again, capture, record, interpret?
This dark, lonely space – soon a memory?
At long last, liberation?
Raison d’etre fulfilled?
Alas!
Hope wanes quickly now
After years of forgotten promise
Profound realization
Post-mortem pending
I see her clearly now – with another.
Interloper
Bedecked in cyrillic blue
The superficial chasm of comparison ever-widening
Sharing this drear destiny with my Kodachrome cassette
The fate of this old, manual SLR, now fully revealed
I, Dinosaur!
This was written in response to Trifecta Challenge: Word Prompt: Dinosaur
Ahahaha! I have one of those dinosaurs, too. I bought it just when digital was becoming the big rage, but I defiantly told everyone that I’d stick to my old ways, that nothing could replace the satisfaction of developing film. Nothing, except perhaps being able to shoot 100 frames without wasting a penny on the 99 that turn out crappy.
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Yes…I can’t bear to part with it…I knew how to bracket each scene…manage exposures, etc. I’m happy to be I god company with a fellow dinosaur lover. Thanks for you comment!
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The end has a lovely twist.
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Thanks….feedback always appreciated.
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Very clever. Didn’t figure it out until the end. Nice poem too. Very romantic, haha!
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Thanks…interesting writing from inanimate object’s point of view.
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