Old Photos

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Life compressed
Flattened
Captured in a flicker
Imprisoned in four edges
At least for life
Laughter frozen
Historical uplift of lips
Before hard and bitter lines
Voyeurs of other times and other lives
Titillated by life paused
We watch and wait
Waiting for life to be resumed
Colour and movement to flow back in
Stories to recommence
Instead a moment and full stop
Photos held too close
Bring memories tinged with grief
Questions of what went wrong
Perhaps if held at arms length
We’d see what was right
The mind deluded with illusions
The past was not too bad
Like child birth pain dulled with time
We’d do it all again
Yet are we sure
The laughter captured by the light
The lift of lips
Is not the scream of primeval pain

Before hard and bitter lines

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