My Poetic Manifesto
A moment is singular -
Never to be repeated,
Never exactly the same.
Movement of the hands on the clock,
Words spoke just a little faster,
Never to be repeated.
It is a fleeting aspiration
To capture all these moments.
Camera shuddering violently,
But it’s just not the same.
Write it down,
Write it down,
But it’s already gone.
Drawing from an altered memory
Impaired by emotions.
How can I capture you
As you were then?