February 26, 2019 · 8:30 pm
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Derelict Dereliction – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Derelict – Word of the Day

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Photo: a derelict steam engine cab, outside the Gwalia Museum.

 

 

Derelict Dereliction

A macabre vision irrupts the scene
of rust and rotting plaster
a sombre funeral for the eyes
deposited for all to see
cast off, derelict,
left for dead,
as if nothing really counts,
and, as with metal,
or with plaster
one might say,
so with flesh and blood,
when we disregard each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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17 responses to “Derelict Dereliction – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon”

  1. calmkate
    February 26, 2019 at 11:14 pm

    ouch packs a punch in that last line .. great imagery to lead into it …

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  3. Gina
    February 27, 2019 at 12:15 am

    the hollowness of that structure mirrors your last line and vice versa – makes me pause

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  4. jmankowsky
    February 27, 2019 at 2:31 am

    Powerful on so many levels. For me, it conjures up “The Wall” in all its disregard for humanity…

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  5. Ennle Madresan
    March 1, 2019 at 7:08 am

    Painfully true.

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  6. Lyn CANNON
    March 14, 2019 at 12:27 am

    Very deep – confronting challenging

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