Russet Royal Carpet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Comprise


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“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.”  John Muir

Russet Royal Carpet

The herald breezes in and
stirs the russet royal carpet
that crackles under bare foot
like sheaves of crumpled cellophane
through which you follow your
improvised lyrical body,
an atonement for the daily grind
in which only the tall sentinels see
your transparent heart interpreting
the rhythms of life comprised of
your inner compass,
a spirit of music which guides you
to vulnerability and joy,
a dance of pure, liberated soul.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




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

27 responses to “Russet Royal Carpet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. This is beautiful.Love your imagery.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. John Muir had a way with words and so do you, Paul.

    Liked by 4 people

  3. Amazing and evocative images, Paul.

    Liked by 3 people

  4. What a lovely poem, Paul.

    Liked by 2 people

  5. A sensual release, wonderful.

    Liked by 3 people

  6. You’ve captured the joy of being in the moment. ❤️

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  7. Finding ones soul is the game, you and John Muir are aware of it.
    Wonderful piece Paul.

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  8. You are painting a wonderful world, of freedom and romance. Thank you Paul, and have a great week. Michael

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  9. The forest prompts that liberated dance in me, too.

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  10. lync56

    Beautifully deep and creative



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