Short Photographers Poems
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In delightful pose
Her peachy hour glass shape captures
Photographers eye
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photogs* and bright lights
in the noonday of acclaim
showers of flowers
money houses cars
can't be lost to spotlight's glare
must be genuine
* Photogs is slang for photographers.
Whimsical wishes for springtime fun
Eager to tan my skin in the yellow sun
Emerald kite bounces beneath blue sky
Kissing white clouds as red birds fly by
Elegant art of painters poets photographers
Nuanced views in pretty pictures and words
Dancing on pupils and in every ear heard
An old woman holds bloodied hands to her face
A child cries in the rubble
A mother rocks her mangled child
Children cling to the nothingness of fear
Assassins congratulate each other
Dancing beneath bloodied “flags”
Well-dressed politicians pontificate
Photographers “capture” the moment
Knowing – “there are no rules of war”
My lady bows
In naked sit
Her body pure
Artistic
Behind her blooms
Lillie's of white
Against her flesh
The two delight
My camera clicks
A moment caught
Pictures like these
Can't be bought
Our shoot is done
Cover-shot
Finery of nature
Subject hot
Her peach-ed tone
As the Lillie's stare
This photographers proud
To be standing there
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Two horses share the acre of pasture--
A proud Arabian, now a gelding,
Who sired seven stately champions, stands
Elegantly while I snap his picture.
The other one, a thirty-two-year-old
With a sagging back, stands waiting to die--
A three times national champion stud
With honors--ribbons and trophies galore
Moving slowly toward the feeding trough
No longer poses for photographers.
written June 14, 2021
PHOTOGRAPHS
Our old photographs –
Hundreds are sitting around
In dust-free drawers
Unlike poor Dorian Gray
The faces places don’t change
The photographers –
Wife and I are old and gray
Waiting for the day
When relatives take over
We reborn stir in our graves
Let’s hope there are smiles
When those envelopes open
Wrinkled faces gone
Memories of youthful days
Our ghostly presence new dawn
On a warm summer evening
as stillness settles on the turquoise lake
a solitary golden tree stands
expanding it's arms outward
the trees on the shoreline remain
still coated and covered in green
not wanting to change with the season
the golden leaves visual
on the smooth surface of the lake
reflecting like a half baked sun
a round glowing golden figure
nature's beauty captured
is a photographers dream.
Sunshine, still bright and warm by day,
Evenings are so much cooler now.
Pretty soon winter will be on its way,
Too soon Summer takes her final bow.
Easily Summer slips into Fall,
Maple trees turn to colourful hues.
Beautiful oranges and reds and yellows
Entice photographers with their views.
Rightly, for its beauty, September I'd choose.
entered in Carol Brown's "Fall Is Around
The Corner" acrostic contest
Elegant Emerald
It’s a people’s paradise
A rehab retreat
An elegant “Emerald”
Green carpet
At our feet
Trojan Swans
Cross the pond
Ferrying Families, Nostalgian’s
And Photographers
Strong
It’s all mine
And yours
Ours…
I think I love that most…
The sharing
With sharing comes caring
With caring…
Love
I see that all here…
I do
I love Boston
I love Boston Public Garden
I love you…
Bill MacEachern
09/30/2021