Colin Mitchell Williams Poet Free verse

Inside a Photograph

But life without you always was
in case the difference be left unmarked
and if it is to be a means by any love
would it then be better spent inside a photograph

A memory then 
to be dragged from its own sad reminiscent domain
a moments hankering
a tear fallen for so much of its own wasted time

Not I this form you crave
all I but a companion to your doubt
and in solitude's despair
before you sought me out  

But life without you always was 
until it came again to this affair of love
returning with its count of desolate years
unknown in my own tomb 
unknown it was in the futures womb

No more of substance than a dream
all those concern of other material things
removing this life from its living
and more than love is wanted in the giving

I walked this grey land inadequate
and expectation delivers to me by fault
and if all of love is never enough
would it then be better kept inside a photograph

You did not love me between the years
and in such brief encounter
echoed back all those forgiven tears
tears fallen for so much of their wasted time

And the years repeat
you were never mine
you are still the same
the photograph has never changed
still locked in seclusion
this self proffered isolation
of all you were 
and I could dream to be anything more
than the person inside the photograph

Life without you always was

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