A single chair sitting all alone, just waiting.
The picture is not clear,
maybe it is meant to not be clear sometimes.
We sit hear to clear our mind, to sit in revelry.
We sit hear to clear our mind, to sit in revelry.
Many chairs sitting in anticipation of whispers and chats yet to come,
of meals yet to share.
of meals yet to share.
Joined chairs sitting waiting for your love.
What secrets can they tell us?
Again we have time to share in beautiful scenery.
Chairs
They wait.
They serve a purpose.
They can hold us in their arms.
They listen quietly to our hopes and dreams.
They hear us during times of soul searching.
They give us comfort.
And they welcome us.
I wonder if this is the reason I love to photograph them?
9 comments:
love this. of course! i have a soft spot for those joined chairs. i know they have stories to tell.
xoxo
They are always inviting, welcoming, and speak of intimacy and friendship. Comfortable. Safe. A great place for both quiet observation and chatty sharing.
Neat pictures of chairs! Very thought provoking! Love the words!
Katherine
LOVE THAT POST, chairs do tell a story.
Oh, the stories these chairs could tell...
Yes I love chairs.....and taking pics of them too.
Shortly, Bob and I are off to grab a couple of comfy seats in a cool (hopefully) restaurant - just too hot to cook! Need to be waited on - chilled glass of rose, nice Caesar salad with a just right piece of grilled salmon, that will be perfect as we fight 110 degrees yet again.
Love the photo on your new header Marilyn.
Have a happy weekend.
Love, Mary
"They can hold us in their arms..." That is so beautiful, Marilyn! They lift us up, don't they, chairs? I'm thinking about chairs in a new light with your offering here today. And after a very tough weekend here in Norway, any lift blesses just now. ((HUGS))
And I love your new ones, too!
This is a *very* writerly post, and I love it! I haven't thought so deeply about the meaning of chairs, but I do believe I shall give it some thought thanks to you!
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