A cobwebbed album
Of Polaroid photos,
More than ten years ago......
A brush, gently
Frames of
Forgotten fragments, yellow and brittle:
Love and beauty,
Dreams and virtue
Rhythm and song, joy and sorrow,
Prayers and blessings
To my passion and shadow, marking my
Ascension, and
Descend into hollow......
Pressure from the fingers, flashes from the thought.
The Polaroid Camera, now picked up again.
A simple click, a new frame produced.
The same
Yellow and brittle......
I can see now
Frozen in time,
What I left behind......
No matter.
Frame by frame, I mark my pace.
Flipping over, a new chapter awaits.
To fill a void with color,
A new journey
Begins.
自上次投稿已隔数年。
敬祝各位诗友
新年快乐！
2024/01/01