Facing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Quietus

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“Life is a gamble at terrible odds – if it was a bet, you wouldn’t take it.”  Tom Stoppard

Facing

I saw you in the corners of my life,
you were always there,
uninvited you came
offering perverse intimacy
I could not resist
only indulge,
you always smiled,
and when you held me close
I feared you less,
accepting the quietus
from which love
draws strength.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

26 Comments

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26 responses to “Facing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Not to be morbid but this reminded me of someone accepting death at an old age.

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  2. Your poem gave me a lot to think about. It is very, very hard to accept that death is a part of life.

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  3. lync56

    Interesting

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  4. Really beautiful! From the corners to the center, then … gone.

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  5. Accepting the inevitable is not easy but the sooner peace is made, the better it is. Thought-provoking, Paul.

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  6. Ich love the conclusion at the end so much. A very powerful poem. Michael

    Like

  7. Wonderful writing as always. I also wrote a poem titled Quietus. 😊

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  8. Amy

    Beautiful, yet so moving…

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