A room full of arty types
all vying to be heard.
Gathering for an exhibition
of photographs by someone.
The pictures hung on a board,
displaying the work done.
Everyone shares a viewpoint
on how the photos were done.
I sit and smile
as the voices around me chatter
in a mêlées of nice conversation
indistinguishable from where I sat,
but the hands and arm waving
amused me quite a bit..
30 May 2008
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-room-full-of-arty-types/
