Monday, July 14, 2008

The You I Love



It has been forever since I put up any of my own photography and writing. Early June was the last time I believe. I have to try and remember that this blog is just as much for me as it is for all of you.

Anyhow, I got the idea for this piece while looking through an old yearbook at my friend's house. Sometimes things can be so much prettier in pictures, you know? Have so much more depth in photographs. But it isn't that simple. The picture will never recognize you, or remember your touch. It will never know you or sympathize with you. The photo will never let you in, but the person just might.

The You I Love

The "you" I love
Is wrapped up in books.
A mystery girl
With a beautiful smile
And eyes deeper than
The sea,

But will never see me.

The "you" I love
Is bound by paper and glue.
A pretty face in a sea
Of generic expression.
A precious gem buried in
The mud,

But can never cry out.

The "you" I love
Is unmoving and eternal.
A voiceless wonder
Born from ink
And placed on shelves.
To be touched,

But can never feel.

The "you" I love
Is a picture.
An idea on the edge
Of my sanity
That I will never really
Know,

And can never know me.

I wish it were
That simple.


Copyright © 2008 Jarred Lee

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That's a great poem, and I like the picture too. and I diff agree that sometimes pictures are worth a thousand words, but not even close to a second of real life. Maybe that is just me, i dont know. Great Job, Jarred, continue the good work, more to come... encore encore...