Love Wins (Thursday Doors)

a
hole
for worms
or rabbits–
memories whirlpool

time
con
fusing
past present
everything between

that
door–
what lies
behind it?
a long winding road

back
ward
forward–
yesterday
returning as now

I have to admit this bike stopped me in my tracks and made me think immediately of my younger daughter. Rainbows! Glitter! Unicorns! Smiley Faces! Barbie!

As you can see from the first photo, the building it was parked in front of had scaffolding, so it wasn’t easy to get good angles on some of the photos, but I think you can get the gist of its exuberance.

One of the things my (now 30 year old) daughter reminds me of frequently is my failure as a parent to buy her a Barbie Dreamhouse, which is obviously the permanent residence of this magic vehicle.

But I did let her paint one of her bedrooms lavender.

My sentiments exactly.

A Fib poem considering spirals and love for D. Avery’s W3 prompt.

And you can always find more doors, both dreamlike and real at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.

Still have the Beatles on my mind…