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caught in a photograph
by Andrew S Adamsfor that 1/60th of a second
that was then and there
the moments preceding and thereafter
are lost, and we dont care
why was that photograph
taken at that point
why do we smile, fake a laugh
when we'll look back
and know it was a lie?
you take a snapshot of moments
you would like to save forever
but of all the moments, why save the poses
that otherwise wouldnt matter?
and why the hell do we say cheese? 11/12/2002 Posted on 11/12/2002
Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 11/14/02 at 04:06 AM A perfect ending to an in-depth look at posing for captured moments in time! |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 12/02/02 at 04:04 AM the ending just wraps up what you really feel about having pictures taken. however, i kinda like being photographed. lol. =) |
| Posted by Quinn Vokes on 12/14/02 at 09:31 PM Oooh, I hate being photographed. I think it's the moments between the photographs that really count. I think that taking pictures is important b/c it reminds us of those moments in btw. that were special to us. And I wanna know why we say cheese, too. Why not something else..... like cheddar? lol. |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 03/16/03 at 02:10 AM A still truth? Or a Still lie?
Love the ending, haha - why do we though?
I know I don't because I never have my photo taken. Anyway, brilliant work, something I can relate to. I'm always stuck in the past, my poems usually reflect that.
why do we smile, fake a laugh
when we'll look back
and know it was a lie?
- Favourite few lines. People are so fake, and finally you deemed the truth. |
| Posted by Kalikala Smith on 03/24/03 at 11:04 PM haha, that's a great way to put it... i don't mind having my photograph taken, but it does seem kinda pointless... and why do we say cheese??;) |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 08/22/03 at 05:01 AM this is a great piece coming from you mr camera man! |
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