Photographs

Photographs,
My youth I'm visiting.
As I smell the trees
And hear rivers sing.
Fragrant Summer scent wafting
From bygone flowered rambling.

Photographs,
Of outrageous laughs.
As we danced the new year in.
Lanced the map of fate
With a pin.
Wearing foolish hats,
I miss
Being two coolish cats.
To capture and frame forever
Bright coloured rapture
Before souls would sever.

Our minds picture black and white today.
Like morning yields
To night lights in the bay.
Photographs,
Of stars burned out,
Of suns now set
That spurned rainbows with drought.
Memories are all that are left to revere.
One snap of one love
Before dewdrops disappear.

poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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