How Is It That I Go?
Portents surrounded my journey
from even before I knew I was going
and how is it
that I go along this road?
I know not.
And always the wind,
ceaseless and cold,
no augury elicited any clarity,
no spell would release my feeling
and no voice would speak
my staff my only guide and comfort
as days turned into weeks
and no soul to be found
even the owls had not come
which left me wondering
what could possibly be my end,
and almost as soon as I’d pondered
the sky cleared a little
revealing Vendell castle,
perhaps now
all would be revealed.
ยฉPaul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Nice
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Ohhh this is so lovely…๐๐
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Very kind, thank you for your heartfelt response.
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Nice work, Paul.
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Thank you Frank, I really appreciate your comment.
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You’re welcome, Paul. I’m sorry I don’t get more reading time to take in more work. I’m very random.
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Yes, it gets busy with our own work, let alone life.
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nice mystery unfolding, more please sir?
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But that would be telling ๐
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oh no you can’t leave us hanging … more please!
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No pressure then? ๐
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I recall you demanding more of a story from me, now it’s my turn … no pressure but this week would be appreciated ๐
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Lol, maybe, slave driver! ๐
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no more excuses please …
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Um ….
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A journey of thought!
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Yes, that’s it, thank you so much Reena. ๐
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Wonderful!
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Thank you Punam ๐
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My pleasure, Paul. ๐
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Cool poem. I feel like I fell into the middle of a story.
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Thank you so much, appreciate your sharing that.
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Very intriguing keeps us glued till the end.
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Yes, I hadnโt seen that aspect, till some have asked for the next bit. Thanks Megha.
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See they are already asking.I told you so
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Lol, yes you did ๐
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I love this but hope it is continued?โบ๏ธ
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Another one ๐ seems that I left it in an interesting place. Thank you.
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Gosh, since the poem went up I’ve received some requests for continuity, sigh, well I’ll have to honour that ๐
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Excellent response to the image Paul. Very well done.
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Many thanks for the encouragement Michael.
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Beautiful sentiments flow through this lone journey,
Vendell Castle, does it have any reference…
Thank you Paul.
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Thank you Helene, no, Vendell castle is a fiction of my imagination.
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This is lovely!โค๏ธ
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Richa, thank you for your lovely response, much appreacited.
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Nice write Paul! Enjoyed the tale you spun. I love reading work inspired by visual prompts! I also love writing to visual prompts. I did it for many years, participating at the โMagpie Talesโ and the โWriterโs Islandโ sites. They are both gone now, I just discovered Willow Poetry so I am thrilled to be able to respond to visuals again!
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Ah, itโs good to connect Rob, and thank you for those kind words.
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Wow, what a library of great reads
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Beautiful construction!
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Beautiful narrative
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Hope you saw the parts, and thank you.
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Exciting! I’m eager to read the next few parts!๐
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It does build for sure, thank you.
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All four parts are excellent!๐ โค๏ธ
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๐ thanks
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You’re very welcome ๐
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I just read the entire series – please please continue! xox
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