incongruence
in faded monochrome,
soap bubbles and balloons
straddling anachronistic creases,
remembered things in forgotten spaces,
faces lifted at awkward angles
to uncoloured joy,
eyes too dark, too bright,
the grey matte veil
shuddering for one unfiltered moment,
as if someone laughed,
or cried.
THOUGHT PURGE 
Like a soap opera…it was delightful!
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Thanks Bekkie.
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I love this. My favorite line is: “remembered things in forgotten spaces.” Perhaps because I’ve been pondering memory a lot lately working on my memoir, which is another example of something picture imperfect.
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Thanks Linda… good luck with your memoir.🙂
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What a beautiful piece!
faces lifted at awkward angles
to uncoloured joy,
eyes too dark, too bright
Gorgeous.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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This goes deep for a little poem about a balloon…a wistful feel to it.
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Thanks so much…wistful is exactly what I was feeling.
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“remembered things in forgotten spaces” ~ amazing how far can black and white take us. 🙂
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Isn’t it… memory is a funny thing! Thanks so much Maria.
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So true!! 😁
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You could almost read “shuttering” for shuddering… I especially liked your last stanza. Wow, there’s a lot said in these 44 words!
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Thanks so much 🙂
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This smacks of a section of a brutalist hotel lobby, somewhere… Eastern Europe, or pehaps St. Louis.
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Wow..that’s a direction I didn’t realise I was going!!! Thanks so much, poems resonate in so many different way, that’s what’s makes them so much fun, I guess!!
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I love the weird mood you create with this poem, surreal, dreamlike with soap bubbles and balloons and anachronistic creases. It’s an adventure of time-and-space-and-subconscious travel.
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That’s what happens when you look at old photographs I guess…a transportation to a different time and space and reality.. thanks so much.
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I’m right there with you; I tagged my quadrille “anachronism” 🙂
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Unfiltered moments are an interesting phenomena of true revelation and rare captures. I happen upon those in some of my photography. Interesting paradoxical moments in your poetry, like uncoloured joy. Enjoyed the read. ❤
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Thanks so much Olga…exactly what I was thinking of…reality without filters.
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the grey matte veil – my favourite line, allowing just enough of light through yet hiding me in its murky shadow
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Yes! Thanks so much.
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An imperfect picture and not sure if someone laughed or cried. Nice description of incongruence.
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Thanks so much Frank.
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Yes, I can see how soap bubbles and balloons can be ‘remembered things in forgotten spaces’, But that moment at the end with ‘the grey matte veil / shuddering for one unfiltered moment, / as if someone laughed, ‘or cried’ brought a tear to my eye.
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Thanks so much Kim… sorry the poem triggered sadness.
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I too love the “unfiltered moment”.
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Thanks Toni..was thinking of a b&w picture, hence the detour into filters and shades. 🙂
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Excellent. I am well acquainted with those filters. The reference deepens the image.
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Thank you!
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the grey matte veil
shuddering for one unfiltered moment,
as if someone laughed,
or cried.
Such a powerful closing line..!
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Thank you Sanaa🙂
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“remembered things in forgotten spaces” – lovely line.
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Thanks so much.
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… remembering things in forgotten spaces … I like that turn of phrase. Great read!
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Thanks Beverly 🙂
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A dark tale, yet hopeful–where the B&W mundane memories, could bubble up from the cortical sinuous caverns where one finds /remembered things in forgotten places/; lovely.
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Thanks so much Glenn.
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Oooh! I’m such a sucker for alliteration! anachronistic creases & awkward angles – just perfect!
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Oh thanks for pointing that out.. wasn’t by design!!! Thank you!
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Grey matte veil is a mask, but it has weight and can fall off in one unfiltered moment ~
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You create a sense of “gray” that works so well here. Really quite thought-provoking.
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Thanks Victoria.
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I really love all the layers you got into this.. how much can 44 words really grow.
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Thanks Bjorn.
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I love that “one unfiltered moment,” especially. So much is masked these days.
I can see this. So well penned.
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Thanks so much.
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