dVerse Poets – Poetics – What Day Is It Anyway?
Sarah at dVerse has invited us to write a poem about a day.
Photo: pixabay.com
“Time deals gently only with those who take it gently.” Anatole France
No Cares To Hold
The sepia tones seep past
blurred, sleep filled eyes
blocking momentarily any
signs of what might be,
a gentle lace of fine joy
leaks through my window and
I rise so lightly through my fog
as comes the dawn of my recognition,
there was no warning,
I felt no urgency,
life in the slow,
this is our day,
we take the whole,
this is Monday,
no cares to hold,
they have flown away.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you so much for that.
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Nice line: “I rise so lightly through my fog” without cares to hold.
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Thank you for that Frank, I was trying to capture that post sleep-in feeling.
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Wonderful!
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Thank you for that, much appreciated.
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I love “I rise so lightly through my fog” and the realization the day is your own.
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Thank you Sherry, yes, I was trying to capture that moment post sleep-in, the foggy moment.
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I think the sepia tones set the mood for this poem – gentle, soft, peaceful. Lovely mood setting.
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I do love my Monday pace, I like your reflection, thank you Sarah.
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Your words and the informal photo are very consoling!💕
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Love those slow days, thank you so much for sharing.
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May they come back!🙏❤️
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Absolutely
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To me, the softness of the image contrasts with the thought of a carefree Monday.
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Yes, it really connected, I find it difficult to retro fit an image but that jumped out. Many thanks for sharing Bjorn.
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low key is key
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“No cares to hold.” I like the notion of just being able to open my hand and let the cares fly away. “Life in the slow” is the best way to approach a new day.
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This is so beautiful – I so much want to be like this
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Yes, just to be.
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a slow waking and savouring – lovely Paul, life in small measures is wonderful
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Yes, spot on Gina, and yes, the best way.
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I like it 😊
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Thank you so much Jennifer
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You are welcome! Thank YOU for sharing your gift and your passion with us!
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My pleasure indeed.
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Its romantic too. Lets enjoy these moments of silence. Michael
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We must!
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Indeed, Paul!
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“as comes the dawn of my recognition” love this line! This is exactly how it feels as I get to the point of feeling a part of reality. 🙂 Lovely, Paul!
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts Susi, much appreciated.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Charles
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My pleasure, Paul!
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Seize the day, but gently; what a wonderful way to face the new day 🙂
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There’s nothing like it, and you too must know it from the tone of your reply, so good isn’t it. Thank you Chris.
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I’m very lucky to have the opportunity to do so, most of the time 🙂 Hang on to those gentle, happy openings, Paul.
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Yes indeed.
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I love the carefree way you describe. Lovely poem, Paul.
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Thank you so much Winnie. Hope you’re going well 🙂
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