Cameras Poems - Poems about Cameras

It wasn’t clean at Calvary, no tidy hill-top site, neat-kept and swept where tourist cameras crowd wide-angled in the holy sweat of multi-pounded package tours. It was a common place of cruelty, and blood, a skull, Golgotha death and mocking hate and sorrow deep-confused. In retrospect, a place of wonder infinite, for here the eternal God, forgiving, gave his life for me. “The Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me.” Galatians 2:20 ...

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Today I’m thankful for cameras… Whether we’re taking photos of people, sunsets, or birds, A camera has a way of capturing poetry without the need for words...

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New Cars and cameras New places to go Another man to comfort you When you’re feeling low Remember all the times we spent Sharing everything as one Watching sunsets on the beach Kissing n the fading sun I thought we were rock solid I thought that we would never part I trusted you with everything My dreams, my hopes,...

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Cameras are everywhere Some seen, others hidden Criminals should be seen Robbery is forbidden Nothing is infallible A youth knew this for sure He took a chance Robbed a bank Then walked straight out the door...

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Bad scripts need work, develop plot With strong clean dialogue That is hot Memorized lines acting poetic Trying to be the Heroic Character playing a role Moving in the show For the gold Since when reels unspool Cinema is cool...

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Supari type thugs often use spy gadgets,audio bugs and hidden cameras to record audio and video.Spy gadgets are available in the shape of internet modem,usb device,mobile charger,energy saver,switch socket,Lcd,TV, trolley, Writing Pen,Ladies Purse,Suit Button,Hand watch,Head Cap,AC,Glasses,flower pot,cloth hanger and washroom mirror.Spy gadgets need electricity to work and that is why they are often attached with...

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A camera is like life; It makes many Mis. Takes....

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The mannequins put on skin pretending to be human feigning familiarity with lives they’ve never lived performing a pantomime of proficiency in poverty the wisdom won from doing without playing the part of people they consider inconsequential believe are below them with whom it would be unsuitable to be seen socializing unworthy of a welcoming word as they parade about before the...

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I have been through cameras with films, Polaroids, flash cubes, the lot. I have enjoyed every camera I ever had, recording people, always a plot. Most of my first grayscale photos have faded into a weird kind of gray blur. I once had a dark room in my home, where creepiness of all kinds would occur. I never felt...

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Cameras are everywhere Some seen, others hidden Criminals should be seen Robbery is forbidden Nothing is infallible A youth knew this for sure He took a chance Robbed a bank Then walked straight out the door...

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It’s the images we can’t ignore when they come they come in threes one on top of the other all gears flashes and springs the mind shutters clicks shutters clicks and shutters some more © Whit Howland 2019...

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Cameras The root of my agony Lies beyond this dollar store To my foremothers and forefathers Shackled by thieves Stolen from the graces of Africa Their feet once light to The drum's rhythmic complexity Now bound in the west My feet --- diseased Prohibited to roam Even in this Tiny, dusty, dollar store This Indian man’s curiosity unveils Equating me to ---a crime Or a suspect My...

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Single eyed the cameras, Talk on click, Smile on flash, Save in memory like people, Speak the truth, Trusted witnesses, In camera like their names!...

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Old cameras in black, Photos, In Black and White, For a white no flash light, For a black again and again to click!...

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Waking unto the lighted tree, reaching towards her waning night Cast a glance this moon she swings; their thousand crows his child's Dream these barking dogs and love that brings; questions, what do they Speak the infant crawling past an open door ? Spoon of hand quest be more Picturesque, transfigured scenes with golden dolls, about sanctum swings.... While her...

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