the lights are out, the camera laid
the model's there, unmov-ed, staid
now left, now right, and she complies
the scene's so bright no shadow lies
the message strong, found deep inside
the content dark, still cannot hide
an egg, a fork, syringe and mind
these ethereal photos find
the thoughts of viewers near and far
engaged on objects from a bar
a mannequin, a junkie's stash
the perfect shine of polished glass
today i stumbled on your art
not hard to find, front page d-art
i viewed your images apart
and felt some hope for today's art
haha...sorry for the crappy rhyming (esp in the last stanza). i haven't written poetry in a while, but i came across your gallery, saw the care that goes into each piece, and felt inspired to try. keep up the awesomeness!
the model's there, unmov-ed, staid
now left, now right, and she complies
the scene's so bright no shadow lies
the message strong, found deep inside
the content dark, still cannot hide
an egg, a fork, syringe and mind
these ethereal photos find
the thoughts of viewers near and far
engaged on objects from a bar
a mannequin, a junkie's stash
the perfect shine of polished glass
today i stumbled on your art
not hard to find, front page d-art
i viewed your images apart
and felt some hope for today's art
haha...sorry for the crappy rhyming (esp in the last stanza). i haven't written poetry in a while, but i came across your gallery, saw the care that goes into each piece, and felt inspired to try. keep up the awesomeness!