Poem 1 : I am a Camera ( List Poem)

                                            I am a Camera

I am a camera

Slung ‘cross my owner’s neck                                           The day at the market is over

Recording a delightful panorama                                     I will now be put away

In the market, after a battery check                                 In the trunk of the old Land Rover

                                                                                                            Until next day

Gleaming pots and pans in front of me

Lay arranged in rows of seven

A little sign nearby that I see

Says, “Note: Made in Devon”

A stack of antique swords

Dulled by the bite of time

Such as worn by ancient swords

But now coated with rime

Clothes being tossed into a dyeing vat

By a man in stained clothes

Nearby lies a little cat

Enjoying an afternoon doze

I see a dark, old, library

With volumes centuries old

A boy to a friend presents a query

As to how a tale will unfold