Every frame through narrowed sight
The edges blur to indistinct,
So honed the thought, so free of light
A moment’s life, then life extinct.
A breath released, the action spent
The snapshot fused upon a mind,
A palette’s hue cannot relent
The vivid bleed its colours find
Then shuffling through the silent rooms
Wall on wall the canvas stained,
Memories brushed like smoking plumes
That rose to leave yet still remained.