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“If you wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.” Toni Morrison (Song of Solomon)
Thoughts lingered for a season
of so much more unseen,
an inkling of expanding,
swirling, caramel cosmology
for an ice cream world,
liberating wafer-thin
vanilla ideologies of dullness
brandished to quell the
embers of a wild, wild heart;
no more this cell or bars.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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There is no quelling the poems you’ve been telling. 🙂
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Very kind, thank you Pat.
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Love your use of metaphor in this one:
swirling, caramel cosmology
for an ice cream world
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I’m sure you experience this – that it’s amazing how some lines just pop up, the whole thing just emerged. Thank you so much Liz.
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Yes, I do–and when it happens, there is no better feeling in the world!
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Yes! 🙂
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Equipsblog wrote it, in a fantastic way. 😉
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Very kind Michael, thank you.
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Thank you for always writing wonderful poems, Paul! Best wishes, and stay save. Michael
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You too, no viral stuff.
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Thank you, Paul! Will try to hide myself.
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🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Very generous, thank you.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Beautifully written 🖤
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Thank you so much.
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You’re most welcome.
You have a beautiful writing style.
I’m looking forward to reading more 🖤
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You’ve lost me with this one
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🙂
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