Mind-pictures

The other evening as we left on an errand I was berating myself for forgetting my camera... again.The sunset filled the sky with...wow! 'It's okay', consoled Victoria, 'just take a picture with your mind!'

'Take a picture with your mind', she smiled

So I do

Etching the profile

Of a young woman-child

Where dusk-pink

Has drenched high-noon blue

But this image breath-taking; fair

That I cradle where

Only thought can see

Is bitter-sweet

I can never keep

Its present clarity

And this picture of her

Will eventually blur

Though I stare long now

And hard

Soon it will fade

Cherished and frayed

Like a precious, lost postcard

And I have learned

Though my intent is firm

Soon I cannot find

That sharp-edge rush

As I turn to touch

Those pictures in my mind

© Janet Martin