At times I find you,
Lost in your own mind,
Scattered – In my darkroom,
A collection of negatives,
And undeveloped images –
Run through your mind.
In your darkness, I find light,
And create vivid images,
Bursting with colour,
Under and over exposed,
Memories captured –
Unframed you.
Lost in your own mind,
Scattered – In my darkroom,
A collection of negatives,
And undeveloped images –
Run through your mind.
In your darkness, I find light,
And create vivid images,
Bursting with colour,
Under and over exposed,
Memories captured –
Unframed you.
Kevin Brown © 28.06.2016
June 30, 2016 at 10:18 AM
Nice, very nice. Both poem and blog.😇
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July 3, 2016 at 10:36 AM
Very clever, love this.
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July 10, 2016 at 9:25 PM
Very good.nice imagination of light in beloved’s darkness.
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