My Capt-Time- Hunter Of Simple Happiness Poem by MARIE CLAIN

My Capt-Time- Hunter Of Simple Happiness



I feel vibrate the impulses of my heart

In my fingers so shy and jovial and hot

The flash and sacred moment transports the images at the end of my life pen

So as the winds pass without stopping, the images run

At the unlikely moment, my heart captures this moment flying

And the top of my finger hynoptise this natural working

So delicate, this unexpected capture calls all my energy

To keep this moment of synergy forever

Who will not come back in my stops on images

When the lights of these moments are imprisoned freely

All the glowing beams come together greatly

To form this natural painting of the image of reality

My photos become moments for no escape from reality

Saturday, July 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: captivity
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