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We ran through the leaves
as time ran through us,
together we laughed
as we took turns
one after the other
dancing,
ever forwards,
no shoulder glances
to fix regret,
only onwards
like moths
towards the light
that has burned
since the beginning,
lighting our way
and ever waiting
for us to land.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Exploring my Thoughts. Finding Myself. Searching for More.
A writer inspired by nature and human nature
Healing CPTSD with Poetry and Photography
The soul of my ink is you
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Collection of a creator
The Writings & Ramblings of Colm Black
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I so love this!
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Thank you so much, that is very kind 🙂
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It’s my pleasure! 🙂
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So well penned, Paul. A couple of lines stand out for me: “We ran through the leaves, as time ran through us” and “no shoulder glances to fix regret”.
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Yes, no point dwelling in the past really, so crippling (for some). Thank you Sandy for sharing your response.
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My pleasure, Paul.
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Agreed!
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Lovely poem, Paul.
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♥♥♥
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🙂
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lovely!
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome 😊
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“only onwards”…sounds idyllic.
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It is, but I’m learning – still slowly 🙂
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…as is our nature….
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true …
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Gorgeous! And, if only life and love was so linear! I seem to have my seat belt on, most of the time!
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Ah yes, I get that. I’ve been taking mine off now and again, so far so good 🙂
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🙂
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I have nominated you for the sunshine blogger award. Do not feel obligated to play along. I just want to stop by and share the love and appreciation.
https://curiosityconfession.wordpress.com/2019/06/03/sunshine-blogger-award-3/
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That is very kind indeed, thank you for the honour. I have been unable to get to awards recently, but I do love them and the care of the giver, thank you so much Charlene.
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Your welcome
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Beautiful, and the mental image of running through leaves takes me back about 60 years to a time when I had my life ahead of me and nothing to distract me from running through the leaves in autumn.
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Yes, I began with an image like that from my time, there is a need to recapture that, but also to look forward too. Thank you for sharing Jill.
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loved the imagery Paul
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Thank you Gina 🙂
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Beautiful – very true – we have
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Yes, in many ways we have.
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Delightful poem, Paul!
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Thank you so much Eugenia, much appreciated.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks 🙂
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Always happy to share your posts, Paul!!
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🙂
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So timely and beautiful! One to have handy, always reminding and encouraging.
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Yes, a positive view amidst the dross of ordinary times. Thank you so much.
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Very narrative lines. I loved it a lot
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Thank you very much 🙂
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