barbed-wire kisses
Somewhere between the late 1990’s and the early 2000’s, I was taking a creative writing class at a local community college. One of the assignments was to write poetry…and I put together something about two lovers who could only meet at the fence of the jail yard where one of them was incarcerated. All told, it was rather lame; kissing through the fence, etc., right, whatever; but the title remains in my memory. It is refreshed, somehow, when I encounter the stuff again, the barbed-wire; it just pops to mind.
Anyway…sunrise along a high-desert highway in Arizona, 7/21/2019…there it is all over again…barbed-wire kisses….
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That would hurt . . . especially if electrified.
June 19, 2021 at 5:29 pm
Indeed, it would!
July 15, 2021 at 6:49 am
I can see how that title came back to you – it’s a wonderful title for this image, which is mesmerizing. Barbed wire in the landscape is often really interesting but you’ve shown a surprising view here. Somehow, the barbed wire is transformed from a threat to a blessing. I hope all’s well with you, Scott!
June 25, 2021 at 2:31 pm
Interesting perspective/observation, Lynn…from a threat to a blessing. What a notion. How many other things in our lives can be transformed in such a manner….
And all is well enough here, Lynn. Wishing you well, also, thank you. 🙂
July 15, 2021 at 6:52 am
Trust Scott to turn philosophical and raise an intriguing question. 😉
July 26, 2021 at 2:52 pm
‘Tis the company I keep…. 🙂
August 7, 2021 at 7:17 am