Nostalgia

I have fond memories of black and white photographs taken by my dad in his old box camera. The three pictures that I have used are a representation of my world back in the era of black and white. Be it watching the swaying coconut trees and the shimmering water on moonlit nights, or the artistry of those antique time pieces collected by my grandfather and of course those lively evenings in my childhood years, where the old gramophone would play so invitingly that we would all be waltzing and jiving away to evergreen hits. Yes nostalgia filled me in those verses, but with happy memories. 
 


Black and white photography 

An art form for a connoisseur

Aesthetics of understanding

Of the clarity of line

That plays hide and seek 

So much resemblance

To the wisdom of time.


In seeking is the blending 

Of reflections dissolving 

Ever so hard to pin down 

Faded visions blurred memories 

Reminding of colour through our senses

Perspectives differ in the past recalled 

Comparisons translucent in the semi presence. 

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An important feature 

Are the shades of grey 

Areas masked and marked,

Blurring to focus 

Uncaliberated and undeliberated 

Between the lines  

Adding enigma 

Surreal feelings 

A take back in time

Of notions in nostalgia.

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Comments (4)

author
Dawn Colins
A message is conveyed through this poem
2018-03-13 11:58


author
Sam Hayden
Amazing tribute to your father
2018-03-13 11:58


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Robert Potts
This is so beautiful to read......
2018-03-13 11:59


author
Neil Hamilton
Brillant
2018-03-13 11:59

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