Circular Motions by Daniel L. Hayward

Circular Motions

Move through the sky.

Circular patterns

Round like an eye


Smooth flowing lines.

Continuous in their paths.

No ending or beginning.

No division between halves.


Circles of life

A way of living to follow.

No jagged edges.

There’s strength in the hollow.


Seven circular days

In the circles of seasons.

We live our circular lives.

They’re circular for a reason.


Broken circles skip.

They bounce and loose their might.

Keep our circles intact.

And we’ll dance in circular light.

Categories: Issue 2 - Spring 2012, Periodicals, Poetry | Tags: | Leave a comment

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