Stuck – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: provided by Patricia’s Place




My heart lifts as the sounds of childhood waft the air,
I look for children, but none are there
only adults blankly staring, going round and round,
they were here every yesterday
their lives stuck in a merry-go-round way.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




Filed under challenge, Five Lines, Free Verse, life, poem

19 responses to “Stuck – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Some days it sure feels that way!

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  2. It would be a dream to ride a carousel again. Loved them and the beautifully painted horses

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  3. Love how this poem goes nowhere I expected.

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  4. I hope you can grab the gold ring.

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  5. ouch most do that and doubt they’d even get the point of your poem …

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  6. Life has a way of beating people down … but only if they let it!

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  7. Wonderful childhood memories. Michael

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  8. lync56

    A sadness evoked by this poem


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