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Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
© irene waters 2017
Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning running rings around the moon
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Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
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Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
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Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
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Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
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Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
© irene waters 2017
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
© irene waters 2017
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
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© irene waters 2017
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© irene waters 2017
Vincent Van Gough painting The Starry Night
In the windmills of your mind
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
I love all of your words, images and interpretations here. Very creative.
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Thanks Miriam. They weren’t my words (wish they were) but ones that stuck. I wish I could have found a youtube of the song as the music was circular spirals as well and made the words stand out even more.
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That’s a great pairing, Irene. I like Michel Legrand. I keep going back to that spoon composition/exhibit. What a quirky idea that was. Thank you for always being fresh in your ideas and entries. It’s pleasure visiting you again.
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Thanks Paula. I loved your Yeats quote also. Sometimes others say it so much more succinctly than I ever could and I loved that your prompt prompted my memory as well as my creativity.
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a perfect pairing – the topic and the lyrics plus your inpiring photos. great post.
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Thanks Klara. This was a prompt that prompted.
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This stands alone as a wonderful observation of the world. Each image has its own story but put together, they are an essay about the entire world, from spider web to art installations to Ferris wheels to the indigenous Australian painting. Fabulous, an entire photo exhibition here.
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Thanks Sharon. You are right – in themselves they are like a wheel within a wheel (art within art).
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