Frozen Past

Another glossy card.

People stare frozen at me.

Some are smiling.

Others are talking.

Still others are dancing.

Fun times being shared.

Priceless acts being remembered.

Always seeming happy.

Timeless in age.

Never dying.

Why am I sad,

When I look at pictures I took?







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NiaG 5 years ago from Louisville, KY

I love looking at photographs. Wondering what I or someone else was thinking at the time. Lovely poem Carlon.


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Carlon Michelle 5 years ago from USA Author

Thank you Nia. I'm glad you liked it. It just popped in my head this morning as I was listening to classical music. Smile!


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gmwilliams 5 years ago from the Greatest City In The World-New York City, New York

This poem is excellent, succinctly describing haunting and sensitive emotions!


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PDXKaraokeGuy 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

very true description of photos, especially photos of those who have passed on!


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Bella Nina 4 years ago from USA

Ah, I get sad too. We're sad because our heart aches knowing we can never be there again. Nothing like the passage of time, huh? And the people that we love having moved on to the other side, well that just hurts all the time.


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Carlon Michelle 4 years ago from USA Author

I'm glad you understand Nina. Smile!

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