You Must Be a Photographer

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Do you feel compelled
at the break of day
to get up to see
the dawn’s display
and when it comes
to the setting sun
do you find yourself
going at a run
with camera in hand
and heart a’thumpin,
On the ground
your legs are pumping
‘cause you don’t want to miss
a single ray
that illuminates within it
the treasures of the day?

Then you must be a photographer.

Were you there
at that particular time
when the light was just
perfectly sublime
upon the flower
or dew-dropped web
when most were still
sleeping in their bed?

Were you the one
in tempest weather
when all kept inside
knowing better
because you thought
you just might see
the world encapsulated
as if in a dream?

Then you must be a photographer.

Did you push down
to a bug’s eye view
tip-toe lightly
as you do
with eyes a’scanning
all around
seeking wonders
on the ground
then cramp up
from crouching
too long
to catch that dragonfly
before it’s gone
and when it’s finally
in your view
you keep on clicking
coming closer
as you do
until you have shot
the perfect one
or it got tired of you
and had flown
way too far
to give chase
as your eyes
have now
lost its place?

Then you must be a photographer

Have you lost feeling
in your fingers and toes
stood stock still focusing
with a drip on your nose
from the cold,
found you have
wandered
a little too far
in the woods
momentarily
losing your car?

Have you been
in a sunflower field
checking flowers
faint from hunger
for you’ve been there
for hours
ignoring this
bodily discomfiture
to catch
just the right
picture?

Then you must be a photographer.

Do you settle
for what you’ve got
within the imprint
from the camera
caught
or on the computer
do you toil
to bring the image
out with style
to match the moment
you felt
within your soul
when nature touched
your heart like gold
cropping, lighting,
sharpness, blur
contrast, hue,
tweak colour,
blend out, bring in,
don’t do too much
hours on
just one touch.

Then you must be an artist.

Do you continue
though
it may cripple your arm
because you’ve been
on the computer too long?

Then you must be
an artist
and a photographer.

In response, long long ago to people who have the opinion that photography or creating art on the computer is not work or art : (

Meanwhile, I am happy to share this poem in the form of a song that perhaps will lighten all up a bit one way or another, Thank You to Riffusion! Link below if you wish to give it a listen.

https://www.riffusion.com/riff/42830ef2-eed5-4db6-b111-5939425a36b9
(there is a 2nd version there as well. I liked them both!)

(Also, there's more to the story of this particular dragonfly that the prompt is generated from. It really was a * magical kind of day * Perhaps one day I may it in a song!)