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My heart slipped its moorings,
and sailed to the deep grey
of lake melancholy,
where I was becalmed in a gloom,
a syrup of acedia so thick,
I couldn’t easily move.
But I’m not sure I wanted to,
perhaps I wanted to nurture the pain,
just a little,
and, just as I was
starting to feel justified,
I noticed the wind of change,
and my heart began to turn for home.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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This is very inspirational Paul and so well written. I am a big fan of the poetry of St. John of the Cross. I love his poem ” The Dark Night of the Soul”…………. One dark night, fired with loves urgent longings, I went out unseen, my house being now all stilled.
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Ah, yes, I too love John of the Cross, thank you, and for sharing too.
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Excellent poem.
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Many thanks
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oh if only all could be so inclined … well written Paul!
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Thank you so much Kate 🙂
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you’re most welcome!
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🙂
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I’m so glad the winds changed, an uplifting ending! But don’t we all, just sometimes, want to nurture that pain?!
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In my case I know that’s true, just to feel justified, so yes I agree I think we do. Thanks so much for sharing
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You are welcome.
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It’s a very human thing to do on occasion. 🙂
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Absolutely 🙂
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Loved the way you have change the underlying emotion of the poem in the closing lines.
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Yes, took a while to feel that through, now I’m glad I did, thanks Megha
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Me too 😀
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Wow this one is amazing
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Many thanks Lyn
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Beautiful poem of journey. You have a gift, Paul.
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Thank Dawn, that is a lovely comment – high praise indeed, thank you.
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You’re welcome, Paul. Your poems give me a few moments of much needed contemplation. Thank you for sharing them.
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How encouraging
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I love this poem. We allow ourselves to wallow in darkness but eventually we find a way out. Excellent Paul. Thanks for sharing it. 🙂
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We do, we do 🙂 thank you
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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A big thanks
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Wallowing in pain feels so good at times but too much of it and it is a downward spiral. Good that winds changed. Beautiful write, Paul.
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Many thanks Punam, enjoyed your thoughts.
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You are welcome.
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Home is where the heart is, and sometimes the heart has no home.
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I may haveto use that – in my own poem – hmmmmmm
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You must, thanks Moira
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What I read is about depression, a mood that overshadowed much of my life.
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Yes, debilitating space to be in from the little I can grasp of it, so many overshadowed.
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