Tuesday, March 22, 2011


Elisabeth said...

What a weave.

Wine and Words said...

The tight weave of my confinement
(no no no
not an abduction or infirmity
just the concrete shape of a skull)
has unraveled horizontally
though the vertical structure

I can see
I can breathe

I just sang a little

amatamari© said...

Ah the beauty of simplicity - form and color, purity! Fantastic shot my friend!

Noxalio said...

oh, my friends, thank you for your kind words ...