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Your portrait gazes down from my apartment wall; Day after day I feel its memories push and pull. Whenever I remember all the good times that we knew, Photographs of you Just leave me feelin' blue, Now you're no longer here. As I go flipping through the album that we bought, I feel your fingertips come clawing at my heart. Each time I think that I may be gettin' through this ... ordeal Photographs of you All my pains renew, 'Cos you're no longer here. How can I say if our collage was wrong or right? Those silent snapshots paint our past in black-and-white. Each frozen jigsaw image seems a piece of my soul. But photographs of you Just drive home the truth: That I'm no longer whole. Should I console myself and think of better times? I'd be your flame and you would be my valentine. I know you're gone, but somehow it just seems so unreal. Photographs of you Are all I have to view When you're no longer here. Ah, how your likeness fosters retrospection, When I inspect my Kodachrome collection: Your stylish look ... Your knowing smile ... That little hint of magic glowing in your eyes. If I had to choose, I wouldn't want to lose Those photographs of you. In misty dreams I conjure up your ghostly face. You draw away much faster than I can give chase. Then, as I wake, your photo at my bedside appears. But photographs of you Can't make my dreams come true, 'Cos photographs can't speak. I push aside the pain Will we ever meet again? You say, maybe next week! |
(2007) |
photo by Stephen Alsford |
Created: November 17, 2014. | © Stephen Alsford |