February 11, 2019 · 7:43 am
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Symphony Of Pulse – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Blood – Word of the Day

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Photo: newscientist.com

“There is no caste in blood.”  Edwin Arnold

Symphony Of Pulse

Of moons
it is merely of colour,
but of attraction it is mystery,
where the symphony of pulse,
a scherzo,
strangely warms and excites,
energising, drawing, urging,
and only when we are spent
does blood finally slow,
and once again
we return to earth.

Copyright. Paul Vincent Cannon

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13 responses to “Symphony Of Pulse – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon”

  1. michnavs
    February 11, 2019 at 7:45 am

    This is so beautiful Paul

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  4. Winnie
    February 11, 2019 at 2:52 pm

    Beautifully penned, Paul.

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  5. newepicauthor
    February 11, 2019 at 3:46 pm

    Looking at the picture made me think that I forgot to test my blood sugar.

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