Weekly Photo Challenge: Fleeting: Photo, Poem, Memory

Wow, love this Photo Challenge!  I wonder . . . what makes a moment fleeting?  Might it sometimes be something more than the obvious?  Could it occasionally be not the moment itself but our response to it or lack thereof?

So many moments come to mind . . . some of which made me pause and reflect and some of which I all but missed as I had viewed them as an intrusion while I focused on something else then later wondered what I’d missed . . .

My late father loved sunsets and as he suffered from Parkinson’s and couldn’t capture them with his camera . . . and since he lived with me . . . he’d come looking for me to “get that contraption” and capture them myself.  He wasn’t up to using new technology but loved the notion of a camera without film and a computer which could find and show anything he asked me to look for . . . so, I learned to keep a camera near the door to be ready to hold a sunset in my hand.  I have loved them ever since those days, yet when I gaze upon them now, I feel not the setting sun’s warmth, but rather the warmth of Daddy’s love . . .

Displaced Blessings

Fleeting moments . . .

Can they be caught?

How often have I overlooked

What I have so longed for

As I closed the door on my heart

And drew the drapes?

Were they fleeting at all

Or did they merely coast along

And find a resting place

Without blinds?

by Martha L Shaw – © 6-7-2013