In a picture
you may not be able
to see the shadows
of the leaves sway,
but if you try
you can still imagine the feel
of the breeze on your face.
In a picture
you will not know
the grass
is cool to the touch,
but if you try
you can imagine the feel
of the blades between your toes.
In a picture
you may not notice the hammock
where we whiled away
that August day,
but if you try
you can imagine the feel
of the world swaying beneath us.
In this picture
you may not see me leaning against
the tree, searching the clear
sky for answers,
but if you try,
you can imagine the feel
of your lips on mine once more.
Awakened Words 
Ahhh, yes, pictures can transport us back to a moment in time. Nicely done.
With each line, each stanza, you verify the wonder and value of art.
Hannah, I love this one for form and feelig.
awwww.
Ah, lovely..I like the idea behind this poem – the fact that we do have the ability to imagine ourselves into pictures or situations, relying on past experience to recreate the scene.. how well you brought that to a conclusion.
There is so much in a picture..imagination can place us there even if memory can’t…beautiful
Gently but strongly constructed, with each stanza bearing parallel intimacies, not direct but sweepingly, like a copse of bamboo. The images of the picture are one thing, the memories in imagination another. Well done.!
Oh, very nice. I said so aloud as I came to the end. Very nice, indeed.
❤ Love this a lot.