dVerse Poets – Poetics – Water, Water Everywhere
Taken in 2018 at the end of winter, the upper section of the Margaret River as it crosses a road.
She purifies
as she runs down my body
in rivulets unprescribed
by orthodoxy
unconfined by any
but her own ancient
ways of caress
that runs deeply
through my
dry soul.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, love, poem, Spirituality
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Loved the sound of the water to accompany your poem. It enhances the lines “runs deepy through my dry soul” – beautiful.
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Thank you so much Heather.
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My pleasure!
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🤗very beautiful🤗
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Many thanks for sharing that, I really appreciate your response.
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A beautiful poem, love the background link you’ve chosen for it.
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Thank you so much for that, appreciate your encouraging words.
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My pleasure
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Quenching… Very nice!
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Many thanks Kevin
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My pleasure!
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Lovely water sound to go with with words Paul, a soothing poem.
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Many thanks Helene for those encouraging words.
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Welcome!
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What a beautiful and visual poem!
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Many thanks for that, appreciate your encouraging words.
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Beautiful words and sounds!
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Thank you so much for that.
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My pleasure.
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So beautiful and vivid!❤️
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Thank you so very much for your wonderful response
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Loved the perspevtive and essence of this write Paul. Engaging to read… it flows!
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Thanks so much Rob, I appreciate your encouraging words
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I like how the dry soul is bathed.
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Many thanks Frank, appreciate your thought.
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This is deep, Paul. It could be physical, metaphysical, sensual, I guess no single interpretation is wrong or right.
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Spot on, I did intend that it be whatever the reader felt, thank you so much for sharing that.
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You’re welcome.
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I couldn’t hear your recitation in the video over the flowing water… (:
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Ah, the voices were unintentional, I’d forgotten to filter out the voices 🙂
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This is a spiritual and sensual read. Love it and the sound of water.
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Breath-stoppingly beautiful.
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Your words are music, Paul. (My response is a bit soppy I know). But, oh well, go with the flow.
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Not soppy at all, but we were talking about water 🙂 appreciate your response Tracey. Lol, I don’t think we go with the flow.
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I’m grateful for that.
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🙂
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Beautiful poem with beautiful visual and audio!
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Thank you so much Janet
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Lovely poem. My favorite words are “unconfined by any
but her own ancient
ways”. Love the liquid movement of your lines.
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Victoria thank you so much for sharing your response, really appreciate your thoughts.
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beautifully vivid, she bathes us all 🙂
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I love your response Kate, yes indeed.
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Beautiful evocative
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Ah, yes, thank you so much Lyn
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Your words are a visual treat!
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That is very kind and so encouraging Punam, thank you.
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Always a pleasure to read your words!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
RIVERS OF DELIGHT FLOWING !!!!
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Yes, absolutely, just as you say, and thank you Jonathan.
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(SOMETIMES…I SAY THE RIGHT THING-!!!!)
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😉
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