Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Straight and narrow

Been a while since I've written anything for Three Word Wednesday, so here we go. The words are hidden, noble and roam.



The world’s largest ball of yarn (the one that’s usually in the midwest somewhere) is hanging over my head but as I drive it begins to unravel. There are always lines. The ones we cross, the ones we don’t. The ones we roam. A line drawn on the internet between my house and yours. The ball unwinds. It becomes flexible, pliable, my thoughts of you unjumbling and pulling tighter, clearer. I drive over other lines, squiggly black lines, repair cracks on the interstate. Lyrical lines that resemble Arabic text. Maybe unsuspecting motorists are driving over sacred poetry and don’t even realize. Mystic tomes about noble dervishes spinning in circles instead of going from point A to point B. Hidden words that people drive straight over, hidden songs that offer a wish for shapes.

5 comments:

Lilibeth said...

I love your images here, although I'm not so sure that noble dervish isn't an oxymoron.

b said...

You have drawn an image here that I had never thought of. This is so original and well done.

b

Stan Ski said...

Even the direct route can be a jorney of discovery. Well written, thoughtful post.

Carina said...

I've thought before that the highway crack repairs looked like Arabic writing. I love this!

Dee Martin said...

this was almost lyrical - lovely writing!