Memories – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon




I’m not sure why I stopped
in the sharp heat of the day
particularly here,
I walked the firebreak for a while
and though I didn’t stir the soil so much,
my shoes were coated in a pale dust
as if the old days wanted to come with me,
those accretions of experience
which stick to the back of the mind
and come in dust.
Hours later,
when I’d arrived home, I
determined that I would not
clean my shoes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



Filed under Country, Farm, farming, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem

20 responses to “Memories – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. I really liked the simplicity of the moment. I often find it is those that trigger our memories.
    Beautifully written.

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  2. Love this, Paul – those steps we take, accumulating dust along the way.

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  3. I love the last lines which pulled all of the poem into clarity for me. As a very sentimental person, I completely relate.

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  4. What a creative and simple way to illustrate the way we can take the past with us (and choose to keep doing that). The energy seems neutral, which is a nice touch. Thanks Paul!! 🙂

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  5. lync56

    Brought back memories – I felt sadness at times gone bye and lost now


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