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“Honour women! They entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.” Friedrich Schiller
Suppine,
arched,
short breaths,
ragged,
slowing,
dissipates,
assuaged,
and the moment passes,
though your eyes
offer playback,
you,
my drug of choice,
and as much as I might try,
you’re the habit
I can’t,
don’t want to
kick.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Korean cooking, restaurants, and delivery foods
poet and author of The Light in the Cave
A place to freely express emotions and ideas.
Home of Democracy Jones
Man is a self-conscious nothing. ~Julius Bahnsen
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Welcome to poetry and poetic imagery
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Such habits should never be kicked! Paul, this is an amazing write.
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Many thanks Punam, feeling encouraged indeed.
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Aww, you don’t need my encouragement! My pleasure, always. 🙂
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🙂
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An addiction by any other name….
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Indeed Pat 🙂
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Very fantastic expressions, Paul! “(…) you,
my drug of choice, (…)” Fabulous!
Remembered my on this song from an Austrian interpreter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cttn7XRUKmg You are like cocaine.
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That reminds me of my experimental youth 🙂
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Really? 😉 My drugs were only nicotine and caffeine. :-)) Both sometimes to the maximum.
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Those too, but I went wider 🙂
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😉
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Paul, this is a masterpiece!! Please include this in you book of “Paul’s Best”!!
So Awesome, Paul!!
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This is such an intimate poem, I almost feel I should avert my eyes. Well done!
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So true Liz, it is indeed and it sure did come from an averting place, but no shame in poetry I say. 🙂
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😀
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
BE SURE TO READ THIS!!!!
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Thank you Charles
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😁✨✨👍
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Wow that is so beautiful
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Thank you so much Lyn
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I really enjoyed this. Thank you. Hi there. I am going around the neighborhood introducing myself. My name is Marc. My blog contains excerpts from my book The Driveway Rules. It contains memoirs about growing up with undiagnosed autism. I hope you stop by.
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