The beauty of a site like Flickr is that common people can express themselves without the entry cost normally associated with publishing. Poetry is thus art for everyone to participate in as well as enjoy, rather than something the media industry must develop, process, and distribute in market-savvy packaging.

Here’s a really nice photo, for example, and the associated poem reads:

Darkness surrounds me
I reach out
The cold caresses my touch
Eternity passes

Dreaming of your passion
Our hearts beating in rhythm
Hope is my beacon
Eternity passes

I begin to fade
Your warmth surrounds me
We embrace
I waited an eternity

Our souls are intertwined.

Reminds me of cephalopods…