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Camera ready

Burn for the camera
Burn by the camera

A half inch 
Your mouth, open
Eyes speaking before your lips

Closed, and coded
My mouth 
Hunting for words

You swim in syllables 
Hands as punctuation 
Windchimes and piano keys

My teeth crack 
Jaw locked
Terror from tongue to tonsils

You are cinema 
Painting in the air
Soliliquies and skywriting

I watch with little hope
In my expression 
Confidence lost in
A cressendo of claustrophobia

Camera ready Burn for the camera Burn by the camera A half inch Your mouth, open Eyes speaking before your lips Closed, and coded My mouth Hunting for words You swim in syllables Hands as punctuation Windchimes and piano keys My teeth crack Jaw locked Terror from tongue to tonsils You are cinema Painting in the air Soliliquies and skywriting I watch with little hope In my expression Confidence lost in A cressendo of claustrophobia

#poemsabout #burnforthecamera

I know I missed being timely for this one, but some days the pen fights the words and the idea. Took me a while to get the feel and rhythm I wanted.

My apologies

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Love the reference to the theme song from Alfie: Is it just for yourself that you live? And, oh, how we do love to see ourselves just the way we want to be seen. #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
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Wonderful opening: History in motion / captured on film suggests the 'deeds have already been done'. And what do we do with that? #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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The final stanza carries a deep (prayerful) heartbeat of desire to be more than a negative on acetone paper. Really enjoyed this. #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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This is what we all hoped: she looks happy / burning for the camera / I like to think she was, A candle like hers extinguished too soon, too soon. #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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Camera Craft

The electric click
Bulb flash smoke burned frame-by-frame
Eras capture print learned
New lifestyles posed, distributed, earned
Pieces of memory stolen
Detached by batches
All motions once turned
Scorched into history golden.

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#BurnForTheCamera
#poetry
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Oh: yearning for the wild. Love, love, love this glimpse into our 'realness', Philippa. #PoemsAabout #BurnForTheCamera @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #StayCreative #PoetsSupportPoets

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All that brazen glitter burns and then what's left when the lights go out? #PoemsAabout #BurnForTheCamera @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #StayCreative #PoetsSupportPoets

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Tremendous movement from costume wings to manufactured wings. So well done. Have you ever read this aloud, a performance poem? Bet it would be fantastic! #PoemsAabout #BurnForTheCamera @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #StayCreative #PoetsSupportPoets

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Here is a response to #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera from brokenspinearts.bsky.social

The image 'Swingeing London β€˜67' is by Richard Hamilton and captures Mick Jagger and Robert Fraser, an art dealer, being taken to court for possessing drugs.

Thanks for hosting alanparry83.bsky.social

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Silhouette by Dorian David Leigj

Black white grey this time I pin you against the wall costume department wings encasing cold light bright warmth supplied by the props department antique lighter flickers naked in your fingers cigarette hazy angel lipped against the concrete

Fingertips flick ash to asphalt sticky hot under LA sunlight illuminates Hollywood excrement smoky tip illuminates lips razor cheeks flicker flame streaks dance blue in your eyes

Flash bright gunshot guns hot abs ribs collarbones hips limned in artificial light brighter than sin flash flesh for me Thursday morning erect for me

Shoot in me before I shoot in you shoot you wide eyed and gruesome angel set in concrete captured enraptured framed for crimes I won't admit are lost decayed destroyed on celluloid

Silhouette by Dorian David Leigj Black white grey this time I pin you against the wall costume department wings encasing cold light bright warmth supplied by the props department antique lighter flickers naked in your fingers cigarette hazy angel lipped against the concrete Fingertips flick ash to asphalt sticky hot under LA sunlight illuminates Hollywood excrement smoky tip illuminates lips razor cheeks flicker flame streaks dance blue in your eyes Flash bright gunshot guns hot abs ribs collarbones hips limned in artificial light brighter than sin flash flesh for me Thursday morning erect for me Shoot in me before I shoot in you shoot you wide eyed and gruesome angel set in concrete captured enraptured framed for crimes I won't admit are lost decayed destroyed on celluloid

You dissolving smoking golden beholden to millennia of icons serene beholding me undeserved reaching desperate hands touch forgotten cigarettes forgotten fingers lingering in me bringing climaxes the script can't serve

Manufactured wings shed feathers to bright grey weather illusions captured recaptured by the lens angelic you fragmented me besotted with soft click flame cigarette in your fingers lit in frame

I became you came in me reality comes harder if it exists I begged for this did you did I did we in backlit bliss stop to ask the walls if they wanted this

You dissolving smoking golden beholden to millennia of icons serene beholding me undeserved reaching desperate hands touch forgotten cigarettes forgotten fingers lingering in me bringing climaxes the script can't serve Manufactured wings shed feathers to bright grey weather illusions captured recaptured by the lens angelic you fragmented me besotted with soft click flame cigarette in your fingers lit in frame I became you came in me reality comes harder if it exists I begged for this did you did I did we in backlit bliss stop to ask the walls if they wanted this

Coming in a day late for #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera but I have actually written something complete and not just fragments. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

Time to go explore everyone else's work.

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Love: Return me to dark. This is where the unseen can grow to be seen. #poemsabout #burnforthecamera
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What a (loud and clear) last line, Rebekah! BravaπŸ‘ #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
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Tender, true and had to be written. Loved the wrap up. Thank you so much for being brave and for sharing! #poemsabout #burnforthecamera @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #StayCreative

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Very creative use of camera/film imagery! I felt like I was audience watching the movie as well as on set watching the technical details in real time.
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A haiku take on this theme offers a great close-up! #poemsabout #burnforthecamera
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This begs the question: who are we when the camera's rolling? Nice work.
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You bring together many lenses in this #poemsabout #burnforthecamera: both the simple and the profound! @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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Wow! Opening stanza alone is a poem. And then onto the rest of this 'holy' yet 'ungodly' #poemsabout #BurnForTheCamera w/scalpel precision slicing away until we are left w/only the cut out profile of a burning monk in a magazine. Harrowing. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

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grey box with white flashes like bursts of light with the words of a poem superimposed:


down below

moving through the world
slipping through dirt - dark holes - dead trees
a face
	lips
		eyes
			hair –
angelic / demonic
(Lucifer the most beautiful of them all?)
splendour  –

melting human eyes
iris camera shot
	scorched 
		or bleeding black –

how we cannot contemplate
this perfection
shrinking us into
	our mere humanness
		yearning for
			the wild

grey box with white flashes like bursts of light with the words of a poem superimposed: down below moving through the world slipping through dirt - dark holes - dead trees a face lips eyes hair – angelic / demonic (Lucifer the most beautiful of them all?) splendour – melting human eyes iris camera shot scorched or bleeding black – how we cannot contemplate this perfection shrinking us into our mere humanness yearning for the wild

Quite a late one for this week's #PoemsAbout prompt, #BurnForTheCamera, it went pretty weird. Will read and comment tomorrow. Thanks as ever to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk Happy Friday night poets! πŸ’œ

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Who do you want me to be today?
I turn to face the camera, tummy tucked 
in tight, head pulled to ceiling
invisible thread taut from crown
to tile, each leg stretching 
languorous pose, practiced smile.

With each shot a flicker change
the color of my eyes adjust
to the light of your shirt
voice matching pitch to the lilt
of the woman you want 
me to be, inside your mind. 

Each click and I turn, each 
flick and I burn an ounce
here, adjust stature there
in your eyes I am photographed 
ecstasy. I shapeshift, yearning 
for a form dictated to me.

I've yet to learn how to be my own. 
When I am unobserved, am I 
nothing? Nobody? No one 
but a shimmer skin thing reflecting 
whatever you ask of me. So tell me,
Who do you want me to be today?

Who do you want me to be today? I turn to face the camera, tummy tucked in tight, head pulled to ceiling invisible thread taut from crown to tile, each leg stretching languorous pose, practiced smile. With each shot a flicker change the color of my eyes adjust to the light of your shirt voice matching pitch to the lilt of the woman you want me to be, inside your mind. Each click and I turn, each flick and I burn an ounce here, adjust stature there in your eyes I am photographed ecstasy. I shapeshift, yearning for a form dictated to me. I've yet to learn how to be my own. When I am unobserved, am I nothing? Nobody? No one but a shimmer skin thing reflecting whatever you ask of me. So tell me, Who do you want me to be today?

I'm not sure it's as strong as I wanted. I might tweek the end or add a stanza later. But for now, here it is. Enjoy πŸ€—

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What a closing stanza! So potent in its power! #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
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#PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera This week edition is about the person whom I get to sleep with every night. Taken from Our Lesbian Summer collection. This is 'I now get to sleep with you.'

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A tightly wound rendition of what 18 frames per second can show. #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
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Yes, a worthy tribute to a 'star' whose soul was stolen by the camera we all gathered around to watch again and again her slow burn. #PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera @thebrokenspine.co.uk
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A really wonderful conversation with us, through the camera lens. Nicely done! Esp. rolling words seven times.
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Smile

Smile says the photographer
And I
Put on my mask
Not my usual one
My I'm normal expression
My trying to fit in Not be too weird
Body language

This is my happy mask
My I'm not self conscious face My anxiety who me? stance
My I'm relaxed,
This is fun
Posture

I slide this new disguise
On top of my of main camouflage
Layers of falsehood
Like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© shield

I've spent so much time
So much of my life
 Building my mask
That sometimes I forget
I'm wearing it
Until the effort
Of keeping it in place Catches up with me
Breaks me into pieces

Smile Smile says the photographer And I Put on my mask Not my usual one My I'm normal expression My trying to fit in Not be too weird Body language This is my happy mask My I'm not self conscious face My anxiety who me? stance My I'm relaxed, This is fun Posture I slide this new disguise On top of my of main camouflage Layers of falsehood Like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© shield I've spent so much time So much of my life Building my mask That sometimes I forget I'm wearing it Until the effort Of keeping it in place Catches up with me Breaks me into pieces

This mask
That is not held in place
By strings
But by sheer effort of will
 Must be maintained
Constantly
Draining my energy
Depleting me
Until I an empty shell

And the image
I work so hard to project
Catches fire
Melts before your eyes
Leaving me naked
Raw, 
Unprotected 
The true me
That no one wants to see

Stimming
 Shouting 
Rocking 
Crying
My soul is on fire
Burning
For the camera

This mask That is not held in place By strings But by sheer effort of will Must be maintained Constantly Draining my energy Depleting me Until I an empty shell And the image I work so hard to project Catches fire Melts before your eyes Leaving me naked Raw, Unprotected The true me That no one wants to see Stimming Shouting Rocking Crying My soul is on fire Burning For the camera

My #poemsabout #burnforthecamera
took me to a place of pretty raw emotion - so much so that I almost don't want to share it. Thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk for the prompt
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Quick and clever.
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The opening stanza is both intriguing and foretelling of an elusiveness that makes its delible mark.
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Really enjoyed this. Quite clever how the 'hot mic' of a camera can capture the truth! Bummer it burned.
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