I watched two
Photographers
At the park today
As they
Took pictures
Of the birds
And the sky

One of them
With the long lens
Stood in the shade
Resting his camera
On his leg
Like a hunter
Holding his gun
Lazy like
Waiting to shoot
A bird in the trees

He waited like this
Still as a cat
In the shade
Only moving
His other arm
Not holding the camera
To take drags
On his cigarette

The second
With a small camera
Stood in the trail
In everyone’s way
Looking up at the sky
At a trail of smoke
Left by a plane

All of the passersby
Stood for a second
And tried to see
What the camera man
Was seeing

He pointed and explained
But some just didn’t see
Or understand
What was the big deal
About a trail of smoke
In the sky