Friday, August 25, 2006
photo friday... circle
reflecting on what could be written,
or what could be seen as circle.
translations of definition.
dancing in a circle came to mind.
or stepping into circles
and stepping out again.
and that love can circle itself around you
just as we circle ourselves with friends.
and circles leave us in dizzy blur,
as we go round and round and round again.
it was this photograph that came to mind.
an excerpt from a series i call intimacy.
we circle ourselves in love,
leaving us in blissful blur
like a child of merry go round.
and arms that warp themselves around you,
simply holding you tight
and holding you close.