Captured ( in Essence :)
Life, more often than not is a sum of
fleeting moments. I pretend the Almighty
niddled millions of tiny cameras at my
fingertips and I knit memories from
the palms of my hands and scribble
scrap books, only, they are but just words,
More often than not, most things are
re-lived on the lips of storytellers,
re-born on page from the print from
the fingertips of story makers.
Its about description.
Observation captures patterns.
Any image alignes my grammar.
Perspectives and angles have
a way of flooding words,
even at a distance.
Chronologically, I plaster poetry
on a wall and frame moments in
an unparalleled manner, almost as
though life where a series of moments
captured in essence of what
I really want to see.
“We see the world as we are, not as it is.” — M. G