Photograph on Black and White Film
A mystery, in angles
Half hidden, in shadow
She’s
A discreet, insinuation
A reclining, invitation in
Misted veils of grey,
Half lidded light that
Begs,
Your interpretation
If you move
Just right, you just might see
What you want, her to be
A misleading perception….
She’s
Frameable art
A work, for the masses
A dog eared glossy, under the bed
Chameleon smiles that
Confusingly tempt, the dark,
In your head…
A study, in texture
Stirring, the imagination
She’s
Unnervingly captured
Through black and white eyes
Your mind’s limitations
Her only disguise.
Christine Louise Brewer 9/28/02
Half hidden, in shadow
She’s
A discreet, insinuation
A reclining, invitation in
Misted veils of grey,
Half lidded light that
Begs,
Your interpretation
If you move
Just right, you just might see
What you want, her to be
A misleading perception….
She’s
Frameable art
A work, for the masses
A dog eared glossy, under the bed
Chameleon smiles that
Confusingly tempt, the dark,
In your head…
A study, in texture
Stirring, the imagination
She’s
Unnervingly captured
Through black and white eyes
Your mind’s limitations
Her only disguise.
Christine Louise Brewer 9/28/02
1 Comments:
A remarkable insight. Its a poem, no its a photograph, heck no its a poem..er.... I Like it lots.
MJ
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