photographs

photographs
I haven't been taking them,
instead imprinting images in my mind
and adding text in real time
the color of the clouds in the morning
change so fast, from dazzling pinks to grey
then white,
Bella bounding through the trees,
her long, lean legs stretched to
horizontal, face forward, tail streaming back
it's in my mind
I see it now
I haven't been taking photographs
except in my memory