I of the Camera

It’s the first official day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020! So what’s the prompt, right?

“… a self-portrait poem in which you make a specific action a metaphor for your life – one that typically isn’t done all that often, or only in specific circumstances. For example, bowling, or shopping for socks, or shoveling snow, or teaching a child to tie its shoes. “

So okay,… hmmm lots of things come to mind.  But what’s one that really seems to be what I do over and over again,…

Cherishville - Sunrise Reindeer

I of the Camera
by Michael Doyle

Eye of the camera seeing
    Tripped across the heart of this human being
Something interesting seen
    Or, put another way than is has been

Lenses effect the view
    Of what's brought before me and you
Soft colors provide a background of blur
    Telephotic that soul stirs

I of the camera seeing
    As the normal eye might show
Pleasure in the softness of being
    The decisions made control the flow

Seeing the world in terms of composition
    A simple stream of semi-conscious decision
Marveling at the world in terms of the wonderful
    And seeing what it is as awesome and beautiful

As I wander all over God's green premises
   It seems the focal lenses allow the emphasis 
That allow me to see from the distance
   Or, to take the close up that has met resistance

Eye of the camera seeing
   Captures the inner dreams of my being
Wide or thin in the reflexive
   Keeps my life in needed perspective

Living my life in witness to the amazing
   Even the ordinary made extraordinary in praising
Each moment caught in its prime
   As the trick of my eye dances across time

The lessons learned are in what you see
    All of life is simply visual poetry
These are the things of which I stay in tune
    Whether in break of day or under light of moon

(c) April 1, 2020  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

Authors Point - Oak Under An Autumn Moon

 

 

 

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Writer, poet, musician, surfer, father of two princesses.
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