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Poetry Inspired by Photography

I love photographs and some of them really inspire me to write poems. I have a friend who takes the best pictures (one of them is featured in this blog post) and constantly inspires me. I think of how quiet one needs to be to capture a butterfly or bee on a flower. A handful of poems in each book are inspired by pictures. In lieu of that, I create pictures with words to show you my feelings in the hopes that a picture of your own will come into your mind, and thus, we are connected.

When I have a problem that I can’t quite figure out, so often I will phone a friend (or two!) to discuss and work it through. As the pandemic wore on, I was alone more, had more time to think, and be with myself with these thoughts. It’s not always a good thing, but as time has gone on, I am trying to work through it on my own as much as possible. I talk to the universe and ask for an answer like a friend suggested. It gets easier as time goes on like a muscle I am exercising.

Below is a poem based on a story that a friend told me and it’s about quiet reflection. I hope someday I can visit and take a picture. A perfect match; where two rivers meet.

Where Two Rivers Meet

In Maine there was unspoiled land

as far as I could see,

beaches and cabins

sheltered by pine forests.

I had my first lobster

at a restaurant on a pier

with red and white checkered tablecloths.

I learned to skip flat stones,

perfect the glide across smooth water.

Today I’d like a quiet spot out there

where I can catch my own supper,

a private dock with a runabout.

It’s funny how memories of childhood

become dreams in adulthood.

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Let’s talk soon.

With affection,

Carrie VS


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