A photographer
is a shooter but not a killer.
The real killer lurks subtly under his gaze, his very view,
not hiding in obscure hidden places,
but readily perceptible through his lens.
Her power kill is latently dulled in the moment.
Then she rallies to action!
Unleashing graceful body movements and radiating smiles
and the spark in the eyes is a crucial weapon.
Yet there is no death
only furious rising of emotions, and passions if you like.
The shooter in self defence assumes a posture of alertness
quickly drawing his weapon, and pressing the trigger
The real killer lurks subtly under his gaze, his very view,
not hiding in obscure hidden places,
but readily perceptible through his lens.
Her power kill is latently dulled in the moment.
Then she rallies to action!
Unleashing graceful body movements and radiating smiles
and the spark in the eyes is a crucial weapon.
Yet there is no death
only furious rising of emotions, and passions if you like.
The shooter in self defence assumes a posture of alertness
quickly drawing his weapon, and pressing the trigger
which results in the capture, albeit virtual, of the killer.
The image remains to tell the story...
The image remains to tell the story...