Lens-Artists: Open Sesame

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A door defines a boundary,
an invitation to enter within,
or a warning to stay out –

Such finality in doors boarded,
an inference of profound loss.

Some doors tantalize with screens
permitting sounds to emanate, but
blocking view from nosy passersby

and some doors shout attention,
prepared to accommodate masses

(For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Open Sesame.)

11 thoughts on “Lens-Artists: Open Sesame”

pattimoed says:

November 22, 2018 at 11:00 pm

That last door is my favorite! A great collection.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 23, 2018 at 8:52 am
  
  Thanks
  
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Tina Schell says:

November 22, 2018 at 1:43 pm

Love your bright enticing reds this week VJ

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 22, 2018 at 3:08 pm
  
  Thanks, Tina.
  
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Olga says:

November 21, 2018 at 9:02 pm

Love your description of the different stories that doors tell. 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 21, 2018 at 9:03 pm
  
  Thank Olga.
  
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zeckrombryan says:

November 21, 2018 at 9:58 am

Aesthetic. Love the angles that you have taken there. Keep up the good work. Hope to see more from you. 😊😊😊

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 21, 2018 at 11:52 am
  
  Kind of you to say so.
  
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  1. zeckrombryan says:
    
    November 21, 2018 at 11:56 am
    
    My pleasure.
    
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michnavs says:

November 21, 2018 at 8:44 am

This is brilliant and beautiful VJ..your different interpreration of doors coupled with actual photos…great..

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 21, 2018 at 11:49 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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