08-02-2013, 10:28 PM
I watched an old man taking pictures
mountains,trees and summer skies.
I watched a child cry for attention;
screams and tantrums, tight-squeezed eyes.
Which memory will last a lifetime?
Fading photos, sobbing years?
The old man stopped and smiled benignly,
turned his lens towards the sun;
there on the pavement danced a circle,
ring of brightness, dancing fun.
Who will claim the greatest pleasure
now that they have swapped a tear?
The infant chased the dodging day glow
laughing at each twist and play;
in rheumy eyes a swell of recall,
rising joy of happier days.
Old man too late to capture memories,
child too young to know that fear.
The sun slipped sudden, clouds occluding.
The game was over, brightness gone;
a click of shutter held the second,
boy and man, yet strangely one.
One, because each shared the moment,
and in that instant all was clear.
tectak
Harestanes
2013
Original.
I watched an old man taking pictures...mountains,trees and summer skies.
I watched a child cry for attention...screams and tantrums, tight-squeezed eyes.
Which memories will last a lifetime...fading photos, sobbing years?
The old man stopped and smiled benignly...turned his lens towards the sun
and on the pavement danced a circle...ring of brightness, dancing fun.
Who will claim the greatest pleasure...now that they have swapped a tear?
The infant chased the dodging day glow...laughing at each twist and play;
in rheumy eyes a swell of memories...rising recalls, happier days.
Old man too late to capture moments...child too young to know that fear.
The sun slipped sudden, clouds occluding... the game was up, the brightness gone;
a click of shutter held the second...boy and man, yet strangely one.
One, because each shared the moment...and in that instant all was clear.
tectak
Harestanes
2013
mountains,trees and summer skies.
I watched a child cry for attention;
screams and tantrums, tight-squeezed eyes.
Which memory will last a lifetime?
Fading photos, sobbing years?
The old man stopped and smiled benignly,
turned his lens towards the sun;
there on the pavement danced a circle,
ring of brightness, dancing fun.
Who will claim the greatest pleasure
now that they have swapped a tear?
The infant chased the dodging day glow
laughing at each twist and play;
in rheumy eyes a swell of recall,
rising joy of happier days.
Old man too late to capture memories,
child too young to know that fear.
The sun slipped sudden, clouds occluding.
The game was over, brightness gone;
a click of shutter held the second,
boy and man, yet strangely one.
One, because each shared the moment,
and in that instant all was clear.
tectak
Harestanes
2013
Original.
I watched an old man taking pictures...mountains,trees and summer skies.
I watched a child cry for attention...screams and tantrums, tight-squeezed eyes.
Which memories will last a lifetime...fading photos, sobbing years?
The old man stopped and smiled benignly...turned his lens towards the sun
and on the pavement danced a circle...ring of brightness, dancing fun.
Who will claim the greatest pleasure...now that they have swapped a tear?
The infant chased the dodging day glow...laughing at each twist and play;
in rheumy eyes a swell of memories...rising recalls, happier days.
Old man too late to capture moments...child too young to know that fear.
The sun slipped sudden, clouds occluding... the game was up, the brightness gone;
a click of shutter held the second...boy and man, yet strangely one.
One, because each shared the moment...and in that instant all was clear.
tectak
Harestanes
2013