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Marians made to work inside
while sheriffs roam in Armani
through forests of towers
shards and spires,
but where is the one from Locksley?
Perchance his quiver is full,
distracted, he sates elsewhere,
while the city in torpor despairs
unrequited the Lincoln green.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Poetry, Mental Health, Addiction
Tales like ramen; instant, easy and enjoyable
Journeys Through Place and Time
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Manhood is a Journey
New posts every Saturday!
ruminations & travesties of the favorite yet naughty son of Nengkoy
Talking about comedy that is not worth talking about
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My carer story on Alzheimers (Dementia) to help and support others going through it
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On returning to God after giving up "God"
Suddenly single again - this is my life, unflitered.
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Well said
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Thanks Lyn
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I love this!
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Glad you liked it Dawn.
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Waiting for that book …
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No pressure then 🙂
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Just a gentle nudge lol
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🙂
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Ironical underlay -enjoyed this
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Ah, you noticed, thank you for that, and so glad you enjoyed it.
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Lovely
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Thank you Luisa 🙂
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Interesting take on the Robin Hood tales – some myths never die, they just warp.
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Like me, completely warped 🙂 but I do agree, they keep going and warping as you say.
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“warp” wasn’t quite the right word, but my head won’t let me access any other, lol.
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I used to sing the old Beatles song Walrus as I am the Warp Man 🙂 lol, but if you take it as a weaving term then warp works to build a story.
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Love the modern twist on Robin in the ‘Hood.
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Lol, love your comment 😀
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Very interesting take, Paul. 🙂
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Thank you Punam. 🙂
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My pleasure!
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Wonderful.
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Thanks Rupali 🙂
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Loved the irony portrayed.
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Thank you VJ
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When legends become metaphors
PV’s poetry came alive
Anger and sadness the undercurrent
Contemporary survival skills
this poet has plenty.
IMHO – my humble take. Regards. Jay
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Great take Jay, wonderful summary, many thanks 🙏
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