Treasure Island

Elia Michael


A Faint Image Slowly Appears


A faint image slowly appears
On the gloss paper in the tray
Submerged in its chemical tears
It gently moves this and that way

A photograph slowly takes form
We see before our very eyes
In this small darkroom which is warm
A land of sunshine and blue skies

An old roll of film we'd forgot
Was yielding precious memories
Of a land far away and hot
We were in wistful reveries

Photographs then weren't digital
You had to wait - there was suspense
Lots of patience was critical
But the final joy was immense

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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