Poem
This poem is something that I wrote to express my passion of photography.
Darkroom
Painting pictures with strong light-
flowing through like a stream,
brilliant strokes all so bright-
black and white images they scream.
The sudden rush that I feel,
is like a surging fire-
flooding dreams arise, so real,
this is my deepest desire.
Hands dart swift with care and skill-
captures contrast in this world.
Film, crisp, smooth, while all is still,
black sinks as it unfurled.
This is what causes my troubles to release-
that sets my heart and soul at peace.
-Erika Contreras-