Storied – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: A granite rock north of Bonnie Rock.

“It seemed that out of battle I escaped down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped through granites which titanic wars had groined.”  Wilfred Owen (‘Strange Meeting’ 1918)

 

Storied

I walked your soul
and touched your heart
which beat a thousand beats
from before time,
august you rose from the earth
weathered you remain
pocked and pitted,
I beheld your beauty spots
and wizened skin
with captured fragments
of storied lives
like passing clouds,
and marvelled at your solid form,
grounded, yet ever changing
from within.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

24 Comments

Filed under bush walking, Country, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, nature, poem, quote

24 responses to “Storied – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Oh, this is lovely! You’re writing is beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. The aging process can be quite captivating. The surface displays such
    rich color and texture.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Beautiful terrain in words and photo!

    Liked by 2 people

  4. I swear, the late Paul Lenzi must be looking down from Heaven and exclaiming over your poetry.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. There is a lot of beauty in rocks, and stories to be heard

    Liked by 2 people

  6. I concur with the comments of your other readers!

    Liked by 1 person

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