Poem: Camera Man

Camera Man You are perfect. Your handkerchief, Your tie, Your rounded glasses, And your twinkly eyes. Goodness knows how you came to be, Everything is a teasing pleasure, I’m intrigued. I want to see, I want to see, Smile now, Don’t be shy, Say cheese. A snapshot taken, A memory awakens, You captured a smile, I hadn’t seen in a while. Only you, Only you, Seem to see the best in me.

Om Podcasten

“We grow to give new meaning to old words” - Jessica (podcast speaker) New poems encapsulated modern day struggles but no struggle hasn’t been heard of before. Poems are time capsules that were never dated. They were buried in the past but remain intact in the present.