I Swam Through Rooms – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Dream

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“Dreams are illustrations …. from the book your soul is writing about you.”  Marsha Norman

I Swam Through Rooms

At some point
when time slipped into time
and lost itself,
I joined in and found my way,
it jumbled in my eyes,
so fast, so slow,
and back again,
a chain,
a heron,
boats and trains
all upside down
floating,
as winged beast hovered overhead
mysterious doors and coloured lights
glowed all around,
and I swam through rooms,
dived through windows,
such a rollercoaster ride,
till mystery entered,
a shadowy figure
inviting me to follow.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

 

57 Comments

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57 responses to “I Swam Through Rooms – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Yep…sounds like a dream.

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  2. Only in our dreams can we immerse ourselves in such bizarreness with abandon!

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  3. Excellent write! I LOVE the title paired with the illustration. Well done!

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  4. Featherlight Homestead

    Love this!

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  5. I like the swimming and diving through windows and rooms.

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  6. I very much enjoyed the journey of your words and that image and even quote. Marvelous post!

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  7. A wonderful sense of wild abandonment!

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  8. time slipped into time- a capsular moment

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  9. Wonderful fantasy accompanied by connection to a reality of sorts, this piece highlights it well, Paul!

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  10. So vivid and very dreamy! 🙂

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  11. I could see time as you describe it, particularly for the very young and the very old.

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  12. I love the feeling of weightlessness this poem evokes. Curiosity would get the better of me, I would follow! 🙂

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  13. A dream written dreamily, loved the flow that makes the reader feel like they are floating/swimming.

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  14. A very interesting and captivating perspective!❤️💕❤️

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  15. So many dreams are like that… quite hard to make any sense in. Sometimes I wonder if it isn’t the process of cleaning out garbage.

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  16. wow I fly, climb book stacks and meander through many rooms … never swum them 🙂

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  17. It sounds like a dream–and the title is perfect. I love the feeling of freedom and going with the flow in this the way one does in dreams–a heron? A train? Sure whatever, I’ll just swim through and see what happens. Sometimes I know I’m dreaming, and I’m so amused.

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  18. This opening line “At some point when time slipped into time
    and lost itself, I joined in and found my way,” is such a perfect introduction to the dreamland you explore here. I love this!

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  19. lync56

    Wow this one transported me into another world – a very contemplative poem

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