This is another interaction on I had on Twitter with NatureSpeak Photos and he has kindly given me permission to make a post of it. I thought it was very interesting and wanted to share it here. Hope you enjoy, it starts off with my short poem Fragile Expectations:
though they may be fragile
if you do not believe me…
just observe a child
… And yet expectations in adults hint at arrogance
while in babies speak of innocence
and yet what a bland existence
without any expectations
… it could also be considered free, detached and liberated…
true but then…..
where would the poetry come from?
… isn’t free, detached and liberated itself poetry?
As you have so beautifully shown yourself
whatever you may perceive the poetry to be,
its source is always turbulent.
You are right.
I sense a whole gamut of emotions…
pain, indignation, sadness, the need for acknowledgment…
I have found this is a wonderful way to have a conversation, making each other think. What do you feel?
Please do check out NatureSpeak Photos, it is a wonderful photography blog with plenty of wisdom.