Photographer Poems - Poems about Photographer

Tahj is a poet wouldn’t you know it And a philosopher who is a photographer He’s also a number one fabulous fantastic son Just not on soup much due to work, college and such ...

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I love writing poetry that is so true, and though I am not that good I draw too. But, I love, love taking nature photography, creating photos like a seasonal biography. I go for long walks when the days are nice, with hiking boots and camera for a picture to entice. Often, these photo creations will truly inspire, me- to write...

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This is you; this is me, at the end of the row, white-faced. I have you clamped in an iron grip to keep you from getting off my lap. The camera was quick; next minute you were howling your head off! At the other end, Ray is not looking pleasant; ...

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Nature’s Photographer Heaven’s water-tanks roll loud on each cloud At beats of drum pounding each lonely heart Rain heavily bursts in great rhythms, so proud Wind sways abruptly with billowing skirt Cloudburst’s grand orchestra plays at dark sky Thirsty trees raise arms at marvelous sight Birds in dense leaves watch, no attempt to fly Plants---in toast of glassy-leaves with delight Earth soaks itself with...

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wonderful wetland bewitching blue damselflies photographer's eye...

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Wedding to night- my friend too snaps photos....

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Buddleia bush Hovering habitué Beautiful capture. Image by _Alicja_ from Pixabay...

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a pink sky pinker than any other sky I’ve ever seen no one will believe it I thought so I took photos One after another, but none could hope to capture it For it was more than three dimensional, it was surreal dimensional I gave up after the sixty-eighth disappointment It looks cold out there my husband said, snuggled in...

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Lee Miller took risks which enabled her to see The world through the saddest of lenses Taking her to places where spirits were sobbing She was ahead of her time, and it took a toll For the camera, she wears a cloak mask Showing the photographer only what she wants him to see Her nightmares held her hostage As she recalled...

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Picture this World famous photographer Or maybe not Anyway, illusion of being one Picture this Shuts himself inside a darkroom Most of sixty three years Breathing Ferric Chloride Picture this Dangerously alone Loving his life Creating fantastical photographs Killing himself in the best way possible Enjoying his art daily...

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Dilettante photographer You have the eyes of your mother A tigress A hunter Seeking beauty in its lair Be it fleeting transient Chasing rainbow variables Seizing its essence Capturing its soul Dragging home the trophies Orchestrating your sanctuary Your mosaic of riches Your inner sanctum Making it your own AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on February 15, 2018 for contest SUNRISE AND SUNSET sponsored by SILENT ONE -...

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She’s an artist of word and rhyme He’s an artist of capturing time She weaves lines creating emotion He stills a moment in motion He brings her into focus She likens him to a crocus They dance in monorhyme The lighting is perfectly prime He caresses her with long exposure Her pen bleeds of love and allure He looks for that shot he desires Now she...

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The last time I took a photograph Instamatics were in flower No one could get over the expression on my index finger...

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The amateur click Staggers like Amateur words Across stained glass Autumn and Skeleton winter In which black Water resembles Not remotely The sea clear as Crystal And echoes only A shadow of the Imperfect A portrait of a façade Wrinkling with the slightest breath Like loose skin on taut knuckles Leaving a mirage Crude and inaccurate As the syllables Describing the phenomenon In which the Reflection itself becomes the Fixation The...

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For all those who’ve been captured by my camera lens, I wish we could do it all over again. But time waits for no one despite what we see, In images made of you and me. In the snap of a shutter or the blink of an eye A memory is frozen like tinsel in time. Shiny and shimmering...

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