Three Pictures

Smiles of the hungry.
One iridescent morning moment
lashes out
in the face of a beautiful woman,
a handsome man.
Diamond eyes.
Silent screams of success to be
hidden by glossy thumbprints.
Pose together for life.

Quieter now,
the picture blurred.
No promises of wealth,
yachts, danger, beauty
behind encaging lashes.
True frowns of
mutual understanding
in an afternoon chill.

Frame of dusky trees
pushes them closer
to the memory house.
Whispers haunt and
dancing shadows creep
towards two people

waiting for the world to end.

By Jenny Williamson

Copyright May 2006