A thousand words said a picture’s worth

But these do not speak to me at all

Wonderous world of the moment seen

Unrevealed by the thin and small


The captured light once living

Does not breathe here any more

Just snapshots of what lay behind

Of the person I was before


Old friends seen in young faces

Young love seen in old pains

The photos hold but traces

Of what little still remains


They are not fully silent

They whisper their timid prayers

Of a life with more possibilities

A life that held many less cares


Old images do not seem their worth

I will leave behind a thousand words

In case the photographs of my life

Are the whispers that go unheard


16 Responses to “Whispers”
  1. beth says:

    words and pictures both tell a story, but sometimes we need both to really understand

  2. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Beautiful thoughts brought forth with the perfect word, placed in the precise verse to create that sense of nostalgia…great verses and brilliant work my friend. All the best and Happy Sunday to you. Signing off from snowy Valencia,

  3. What a wonderful poem Brad. Our pasts captured in photographs. How many of us still live in the past?
    The captured light once living
    Does not breathe here any more
    Just snapshots of what lay behind
    Of the person I was before

  4. Rick says:

    Sadly some photos are silent currently going thru 4 or 5 cartons of old family pictures and I don’t know who some of the people are I always enjoy reading your poems thank you for your hard work

  5. Jim Borden says:

    and you have been leaving behind thousands of wonderful words…

  6. kristianw84 says:

    I’m sure you probably already know this, but I have a thing for photographs, as I love capturing moments. I love looking through old photographs, even ones that aren’t mine. It’s a deeper glimpse into the soul. People often become reminiscent, they laugh or cry, or talk about old dreams that might still linger. While we shouldn’t live in the past, I love those sides of people, for when they are laughing, crying and/or reminiscing, they are showing a true side of themselves, and rawness and realness are always beautiful! I think this is a new favorite!! ❤ Brilliant, Poignant, & beautiful, as always.

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