Photo Poems - Poems about Photo

“An Old PhotoOf You“. I just found…. A photo of you, The photo is old, but my memories of you… are new. These are the days.. that just fade away, Never know what to say, or do. I stay in bed all night and day, Shots of whisky to make me… but I’m just counting sheep And lying...

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scrimmage image...

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she brought me warmth cold icy winds howl I still have her photo ...

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The pictures of yesterday tell a truth we've forgotten, with our every instant recorded and filtered, rehearsed and scripted. Our parent's snapshots, though some black and white, imperfect and tattered from so many witnesses, are frozen moments in time. We will never be as honest again....

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I never knew Santa Claus had a wife, until I saw her photo on his shelf. Seems he leads a cozy family life For the joy he spreads goes beyond himself. And who would guess that Santa has a child? Perhaps that's why he gives with such delight. With children's faces, radiant and wild, Reflect his own child's joy on Christmas night. His...

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"To see in color is a delight for the eye but to see in black and white is a delight for the soul". - Andri Cauldwell Just an old photograph, in black and white No dye to reflect the calm of hope’s song Shadows blow across the heart’s golden light Snapshot comes alive, a soul seems so strong Image...

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Total blackout Saw the bright moon Take nice photo....

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Times photo First shot you're in the stomach. The ultimate invasion sits upon the blind tails of a used clock. The winding roads and cement sidewalk plead from the usual birds of sunrise. The second shot is your birth, capturing the fake and bold who have never understood why they exist but by the grand arrival...

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The shadow I cast on the corridor wall Covers my father’s radiant photo frame Night’s transcripts are saved on the iron chest Stacking the secrets tied in bundles Apologies are like incense sticks and the truths are ever scrawled on my arid skin I want to talk but my voice down and down till it becomes barely a whisper It is one...

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A faded photo of his father all that’s left of the man A centerpiece in his son’s home on the mantle it stands The creases in the photo ...

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sitting close is not enough for entwinement for if heart hesitates magic of love is denied and spontaneity is scarred crippling vibrance of innocence...

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Mom said, “No sex before marriage,” With rules she thought were quite sage. But in her wedding shot, I see a twist in the plot— Was her vow just a part of the age?...

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Mom said, "I’d no sex ‘til our wedding day", Showing nuptial photo that first of May; I was their cute ring bearer, How could I believe in her, But dad said, "We paid surrogate mom Kaye". ...

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Old photo pleasing tan memories...

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Farmer Zeb and his wife Henrietta were in love with their cows. Put them into their Christmas card photo with their happy bull Sows. Sows was something else, all puffed up, arrogant, haughty and stuff. In every selfie that bovine was doing something randy and rough....

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