A Clear Blur
June. The three of us stare at the lens.
A simple "1, 2, 3, smile," kind of picture that ends up being blurry
Our expressions easy to read, mine, a look of disapproval, Bre smiling and not caring about the world,
Then in the back is Odile.
Her expression, as crazy as her personality,
You can tell she is having a blast.
Here at a show with her two best friends, kicking off the summer.
It is easy to tell she's the crazy one of the group,
This picture captures us all perfectly.
One picture, so blurry, yet clearly depicts our friendship.
"The babysitter," "the funny one," and "the party girl."
Odile's face, glowing with excitement.
Where did the time go?
Pictures are always going to be worth more than a thousand words, I feel. I love looking at pictures that can capture almost every aspect of a situation and leave the readers analyzing it with their own experiences and such. Your title drew me to your picture however because three words, it described the picture for what it was and allowed me as a reader to reminisce on past fun times. Your poem was also a plesure to read because it had a perfect blend of happiness and sadness.
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