Cradled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Thursday – Lonely


Photo: north of Laverton.

“Loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude.” Paul Tillich


I craved the silence
until it crashed hard against me,
leaving me breathless for more,
wanting to run from the precipice
of that dance of paradox,
wanting not wanting,
having, resisting,
taking a leap,
being caught up by those
non-existent arms,
cradled against the lonely,
held within the chaos,
safe in my uncertainty.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



Filed under bush walking, Country, Free Verse, life, nature, poem, psychology, quote

30 responses to “Cradled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Wonderful piece but hard to attend.

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  2. This is nothing new to me.

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  3. I think so many are feeling this now. Careful what you ask for, comes to mind.

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  4. A real poem for the times.

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  5. Amy

    Such a troubling time…
    Well said, Paul.

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  6. Wow!! I really loved this, Paul!!! Masterfully done!! Bravo!!!

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  7. As a lover of paradox, I particularly appreciate this one.

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  8. A very good description of what happens when we are confronted with loneliness, and silence. We all want to be selfish/ egoists. 😉 Thank you, Paul! Great thoughts, just in this time of arranged silence. Stay well and save. Michael

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  9. lync56

    I love this poem – words so true


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