A Room Full Of Arty Types Poem by David Harris

A room full of arty types
all vying to be heard.
Gathering for an exhibition
of photographs by someone.
The pictures hung on a board,
displaying the work done.
Everyone shares a viewpoint
on how the photos were done.
I sit and smile
as the voices around me chatter
in a mêlées of nice conversation
indistinguishable from where I sat,
but the hands and arm waving
amused me quite a bit..

30 May 2008