Three Cameras

Ode to my Nikon

Oh Nikon,

You are attached to me always,

help me watch my world,

record my world,

catch my world

see my world,

touch my world,

love my world,

remember my world.

Oh Nikon,

You, dressed in shiny black,

most days lurk in my backpack,

waiting to pounce,

awaiting a stack of sea rocks,

two colored, brick-laced doors,

a blue sheet of tinted ice,

a red birdhouse layered in frozen water,

a lonely tree stranded in snow.

Oh Nikon,

Today, quite expensive,

a long way from that silver number,

sent from Germany,

photographing friends,

sitting on the Nelson’s porch,

who would have thought that,

it would come to this,

a daily photo blog,

with my trusty friend.