Language – VJs Weekly Challenge
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The folded resistance of your arms
speaks a volume loud enough for
my eyes to hear,
a clear signal of
your fullness,
there is no room for
my confection of words that
in yesterday’s moods
were understood,
floating so lightly
now leaden,
grasping,
sinking.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Signu calabrisi ma sulu i nascita, picchì sta terra haju abbandunatu. Quanti ricurdi dintra sta capu, i mia piccirilla, i mia quatrarella. Ma vugliu turnare Calabria mia, picchì 'ntu core si sempri ccu mia
Dragostea de oameni nu este un model sculptat în piatră sau smuls de vântul ce trece printre frunzele copacilor, vocea ei este șoapta ce ne alintă sufletul.
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Meet yourself
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Signu calabrisi ma sulu i nascita, picchì sta terra haju abbandunatu. Quanti ricurdi dintra sta capu, i mia piccirilla, i mia quatrarella. Ma vugliu turnare Calabria mia, picchì 'ntu core si sempri ccu mia
Dragostea de oameni nu este un model sculptat în piatră sau smuls de vântul ce trece printre frunzele copacilor, vocea ei este șoapta ce ne alintă sufletul.
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Yes, that folding of arms conveys a lot!
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My word it does.
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Thats life!? Well done Paul! Have a great week! Michael
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Many thanks Michael, much appreciated.
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You too, Paul! My pleasure! Have a nice day! Michael
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🙂
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Felt this Paul. Open or closed attitude is a force – body expressed.
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Yes, a body language, thank so much VJ.
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always my pleasure, Paul
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You captured the exclamation point in body language very nicely.
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Very kind, thank you for sharing those encouraging words.
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The picture conveys the message – poignant reminder – well done. 🙂
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Many thanks indeed for sharing that.
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Their loss
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Yes, so unhelpful, and best to let it go.
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Myself, I treasure your words.
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Thank you so much Ana.
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😚
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Loved the way you described this feeling!
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Many thanks for that.
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You captured so much in a few words, Paul. That’s talent!
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Thank you for the wonderful compliment Janet.
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That’s an important lesson to learn about relationships. The spoken word can imply acceptance or giving in to another, but the body language is totally resistant. The eyes can speak volumes also with micro-expressions of hidden emotions. Love the words, “a clear signal of your fullness.”
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Thank you so much Olga, yes, if only more people would read body language and factor it in, it would change things.
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Yes, I really felt this one. Deeply. A good poem.
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Thank you so much for that.
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You are welcome
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Cool, poem, Paul. 🙂
Too many of us rely on the armed forces.
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Oh yes, and it’s on the rise, if only people would step back and reflect, thanks Tom.
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This speaks volumes…beautiful!
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Many thanks for those kind words.
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Credit, where credit is due Paul!
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Thank you 🙂 Okay then 🙂
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I love how your words sink to the bottom! That pit of the stomach feeling! On a personal level, I believe in letting it out and moving on.
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Yes, a reflective dialogue does wonders for any relationship.
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Yes it requires a degree of emotional maturity. Sadly often overlooked.
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Yes indeed 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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That is kind
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Always happy to share your work with followers!!
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🙂
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The brevity of this – and the ‘trailing-off’ ending speaks volumes. Fine writing.
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Thank you for the wonderful compliment.
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Another great poem
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Thank you so much Lyn 😀
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Thank you VJ
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A single gesture tells a lot. Very well said, Paul.
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It sure does Winnie, thank you 🙂
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