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When I have whelved all my thoughts to the
point that I dwell in anomia
I go to the edge to listen to the wind calling,
while the water caresses,
and I remember your laughter.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Thank you for expanding my vocab. A lovely haunting little piece too!
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Beautiful!!
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Thank you Punam 🙂
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My pleasure, Paul. 🙂
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This is lovely!
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Thank you so much for that.
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You’re welcome
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Remembering ones laughter is wonderful..
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It sure is, does the world of good.
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I love this Paul, how moving!
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Thank you so much for sharing that.
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My pleasure, I’ve bookmarked it 🙂
I love such well written snippets, to look at through the day
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Many thanks 🙂
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Sweet
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Beautiful Paul
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Thank you so much Rupali.
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So beautiful, Paul. I learned a new word again.
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Thank you Winnie. Yes, for me it is looking for a word to cover several so the meaning is more quickly conveyed. 🙂
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You’re welcome, Paul. 🙂 That’s why I love dropping by your blog.
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🙂
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Thank you.
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❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you so much Dawn 🙂
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You’re welcome, Paul. 🙂
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Very beautifully expressed, Paul.
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Many thanks Amy
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I learned a new word,anomia, which is good but…whelved? Not in my dictionary was it meant to be shelved? Anyway, the poem is lovely as always. Thank you for sharing it.
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Whelved is an old Irish word I read somewhere, it’s in some older dictionaries, it means to bury deep, to push down.
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Wonderful. Thank you, I love to learn new words!
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Thank you for asking, I love words 🙂
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This is heart!
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Thank you so much for that.
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Beautiful memories fading to time so beautifully expressed
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Thank you so much Megha.
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Beautiful
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Many thanks Lyn.
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