New Eyes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Stir




“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”  Eleanor Roosevelt

New Eyes

There’s a tragedy to living small,
locked in a narrow singular mind
that was planted in a standard
tiny pot and failed to bloom,
stunted by constraining values,
abandoned to a dry and limited field,
yet there is a way through,
to stir up dreams
that invite new eyes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



Filed under Free Verse, life, love, mindfulness, poem, quote

32 responses to “New Eyes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. You describe the tragedy well and I believe the soul pushes us to escape such trappings.

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  2. Thank goodness there is a way to escape the pot, Paul.

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  3. Adding this link to the reference index at the Foundation for Poetic Justice

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  4. blindzanygirl

    Yep. Know JUST what you mean!

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  5. too many have stunted growth and limited views … most unhealthy!

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  6. I’m always mindful of the garden experts when they instruct us to choose the most healthy plants, but occasionally a plant rescue delivers a wonderful surprise. 🙂

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  7. Really outstanding, Paul! Thank you for this “eye opening poem”. Just a view minutes before i wondered about the less people on the streets. They are all in buildings or in cars. A community near Orwell’s prophecy.

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  8. Wonderful use of metaphor in this poem!

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  9. lync56

    I love the imagery in this one


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