Best Photos Poems

You're a camera obscura, a broken bell's rings,
You made me dance slowly on sad phantom strings.
You always had the slightly off-color touch,
Your insensitive skin never softened up much.

Our meals were quiet with subtle trespass,
Off like a mispronounced requiem mass.
I corrupted your files, threw you askew,
You...

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At the shopping mall
A long line up waits
Children excited
To chat with Santa
As they wait their turns
They day dream of toys
Underneath the tree
Coming Christmas Day
Each child has a photo 
Taken with Santa Claus
A picture to treasure
For many years to come
With their memories
Of that special day...

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     Photos With No Memory- For Poets
     Subtitled: What If You Had No Past




Of course, we all have one, but why 
do we...

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That little girl in the picture was never me.
I was always this body
but you hid me.
under pink flounces and
was hidden by the universe’s cruel joke
puberty.
I was always this brain
locked with a red satin bow. To keep the world from knowing
I’m not your baby to cuddle...

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They stand before me in uniform columns

A mixture of snapshots and Polaroids 

As testimony to the time of us

Each is a witness to a moment that was

When I clicked you into permanence

And sanctified an instant never to be denied

There is the shaded image of you...

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The streets were not the same today,
For nervousness did rule
As moms and dads escorted kids
Their first day back to school.

As cell phone cameras helped record
This memorable event,
I wondered if those parents knew
What’s not quite evident…

That years will slip right from their grasp
And melt into the...

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Actually a rondolet

Grainy photos
On milk cartons of missing kids
Grainy photos
In the hopes that somebody knows
Where they are now and who they're with
Parents prayers enclosed within
Grainy photos


2/20/12
Received 2nd place in PD's poem of the week contest...

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PHOTOS ON THE WALL
By Leonard Kleeman

I look at the photos hanging on the wall.
How I loved those kids when they 
were so small.
And, I loved them still as I got old.
They changed a lot but the photos 
still hold
their youth and the stories that 
they...

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December blows its frosty breath,
ice flows downstream.
     Isn't ice white?  This is so grey.
     Where is the beauty of yesteryear?

Shouldn't the air be fresh?
It's spoiled, tears spill,
     she takes out her Polaroid,
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photos in album 
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Something about ever afters’ that never last so best to capture laughter.

Do not refrain to frame a moment captured. 

Snapshots that taught subsequent generations maxim. 

Phantoms of past, present, and spirit can not fathom the fruitful scrutiny that lays
ground for disposition. 

A lesson taught found...

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scattered old photos
my happiness and sadness
hits me all at once...

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pivotal moments
held with corners in old books
captured forever

photo treasures
go back in the days of old
memories unfold

family albums
ousted by technology
no more photos - sad...

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I took this family portrait yesterday as we walked along the beach…
our entire family could not make it…
some were sleeping…
others out of reach…

But I noticed through the camera lens as in the sand I knelt
even the family members who were absent…
their presence could be felt.

I...

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Sauntering Upon The Edge of Insanity.
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Sauntering upon the edge of insanity
Fanciable inspirations
Drawn from the unconscious well
Of nonsensical surreality 
.
Stretching the boundaries of an avant-garde 
Lucid fertile imagination
Unconventional to the rigid 
Laws of physics and mainstream norm
Seeing things from the inside out
Bending abstract line and form
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An...

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