Instamatic

Instamatic 

 

 

the autumn leaves were falling all around me

as i watched her in her Pendleton jacket

posing by the golden tree

 

and background mountains smiling

with cool blue grins

love in New England as he held the camera tight

as if he were holding her memory forever

 

and now that snapshot eludes him

but somehow the feel of the moment

still turns shades of yesterday

 

into a photograph that rakes 

across his consciousness

when the fickle moon lets him develop

 

the film.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/11/16

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

We've all got some memorable "snapshots" no camera could ever have fully captured.
Of course, such special pictures have been years in development.
Perceptive write!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jimmy....

appreciate your words,

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow Jacob! A blue moon poem that touched my heart.
Some memories never part. truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Pat.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

I can almost smell the McIntosh crisp air as I read this one, Jacob. I enjoyed the Autumn metaphor. I think those instamatic cameras took photos that held more meaning than the ones taken on an iPhone. I liked the personification and the metaphor. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you Lydi...i did take liberties with this one..actually an old kodak was used..:) in those days..

instamatic fit more with my theme.

appreciate your words.

j.

[J. K. Beach]

It takes just fractions of seconds to snap memories, but often lifetimes to bring them properly back into focus. So glad you used film... "edit it in Photoshop" just doesn't have the same verisimilitude.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, J.K.

j.

[Jon Roggie]

Makes me think of a photo not taken, more longed for. Nice one.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jon...appreciate your words.

j.

[Ana Papaya]

When you blink slow can you see her on the black screen that is your lid(s)?
This is lovely.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so well said, Ana...yes the black screen that is your lid...
thank you

j.

[Nusquam Esse]

This one is spectacular Jacob; don't get me wrong, you are a diverse and creative poet... but this one has a level of balance which transcends the majority of your work. That moment that you can paint an image, and a feeling... as more than mere metaphor. I really love the ending, the transition to the fourth stanza is great, and It leaves you wondering how the moon conjures the memories of those moments. It isn't just the moon, there is something more... perhaps an impression rather than an image?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Nusquam...

j.

[Bacchus]

into a photograph that rakes
across his consciousness
when the fickle moon lets him develop

the film.

really really good- breathtaking description there.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you Bacchus...

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

Memories cannot truly be captured except in our minds, but we try ... the passing of the seasons brings on new life, and sometimes, the passing of love ... til the next.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so true, thank you KL...
j.

[Pryde Foltz]

into a photograph that rakes
across his consciousness
when the fickle moon lets him develop

The beauty of nature inspiring the beauty of love ... alas it appears the love disappeared with the seadon. Great write, Jacob:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Pryde.

j.