"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Friday, October 30, 2015

Poem: The Doorway Sings



Intriguing balance,
this doorway flirts with imagination;
curves and columns, 
wood and stone, 
glass and metal--backlit,
brokenness and brickwork, 
angles, lines and curves
evolving into something
which bids one enter
with eyes wide open.

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