Snapshot memory

 

Walking along the disused railway line

A magical picture of nature faced me

In just one eyeful

I saw twenty-seven

Different shades of colour

Thirty sights of different trees and flowers

A million different images filled my head

In just one eyeful

 my inbuilt camera snapped

An eternity of wonderful

Pictures

If I was ever to lose

This glorious gift of sight

I know I could survive inside my mind

I don’t need a digital camera

To capture my world

For I have a snapshot memory.

 

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Really great work and a powerful message... nothing replaces the memories in our hearts cause they can never be lost or stolen... I am putting this in my favs.

[Thomas James Martin]

Really excellent work, Emma! This is a memorable poem with great observation and, consequently,exquisite imagery. Love the use of the term "snapshot."
Tom

[Edmond Dantes]

cool. i'm reading The English Patient right now and he has that kind of mind. i love my pics-- nice write. i'll keep reading if you keep writing.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

I can relate Emz, About 30 years ago, (damn) I was coming home from partying all night I was riding my bike over a bridge that was over train tracks. The sun was rising and the glow on the trees and the glistering reflection off the tracks was mesmerizing. it was so beautiful, I've never forgot and often wished I could paint it. Thanks for sharing this piece, I think I'll try to write a poem to to bring that vision back to me. You did a wonderful job in painting a picture of that scene you will always see in your head.