Evolving Vivian Maier
Vivian walked a tighter path
than she would have believed.
For one with anonymity
she would be deceived.
A public figure she was not.
Her life spent between images.
And when at home it wasn't hers
that landlords brought her scrimmages.
Her photos now celebrities.
though many now are dead.
That fame for the photographer;
in death she may have led.
She opened up a world of art.
The pictures thousand words.
To leave us with as many thoughts,
she scattered with the birds.
Her wealth was an illusion
of a life seen through a shutter.
To ending on a bench meant;
an ending poor in clutter.
A death that she took nothing of
and left as unfulfilled.
While dying brought her everything
evolving in her guild.
To live on Vivian Maier how
you're time's been shared in fate.
You're talent has enriched us all.
You're life's a second take.
Copyright © Trevor McLeod | Year Posted 2016
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