Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Rose is a Rose is a Rose

molten tears
on the cheek
of humanity froze
photography
is stealing the soul
of a situation
up close
make it
read like poetry
what was once
prose from
you vision
into
the heart and soul
of another
person flows
like a tree
laden with
fruits it grows
sharing
wisdom
knowledge
what one
did not know
holistically healing
curing through
what you show
keeping alive
memories
of long time ago
a picture shot in
mumbai
in the heart
of a super mom
teresa burke
it glows
photography
is your souls echo
for pedantic pompous
salon photographers
media photographers
this is not yet so
only their camera
takes pictures
continuous mode auto
compose shot and expose
they dont know
the difference
between their ass
or their rectum
or their nose
as a poem
in unlearning photography
a bitter pill of truth
ground reality
i enclose

a two year old
waiting in the wings
street photographer
takes a bow

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