My Mind Was Unmade – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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My Mind Was Unmade

My inertia sailed in on a full spinnaker
on a Sunday afternoon,
of course I had other things to do,
but my mind was unmade
and my limbs undirected.
So I took a moment,
and toasted the afternoon,
and I thought,
for the briefest of moments,
that I might just sail back again,
but instead I stayed and talked to the dolphins.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

13 Comments

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13 responses to “My Mind Was Unmade – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Ah yes…inertia…a force with which to contend…as I age.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. most creative, love the analogy 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Lovely! Such afternoons are never wasted 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. lync56

    I felt taken to this place with you

    >

    Liked by 1 person

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