VJs Weekly Challenge – Transported
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“The only truth is music.” Jack Kerouac
As the world wrapped itself
too tightly for my liking,
I took refuge in a language
of emotion that swept my skin
with such feeling I entered
new realms where my heart
was painted with words of
precipice and left me faint,
inwardly I wept with joy,
transported to the
seventh heaven on waves
of ecstasy.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Nice poem! Congratulations!
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Thank you.
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Such is the state of your hunkered minds. Well penned, Paul.
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Many thanks Megha, enjoyed your response
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My pleasure Paul
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Sublime! To be swept away on heavenly waves!
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I relish the moment, not always easy in our house. Thank you VJ.
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Yes, this being shut in leaves for little alone time.
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Yes, not the solitude some might have dreamt 🙂
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Lol.
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Sounds like a nice place.
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It is bliss indeed.
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I think you’re channeling the British Romantics, of whom I’ve always been very fond!
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A delightful comparison, thank you Liz, I’m glad it struck a chord 🙂 bliss is not always easy to find.
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No, it isn’t, but I try to leave myself open for it.
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Me too.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks Charles 🙂
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One must find happiness within the frame 🙂
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Absolutely so, very much agree Rupali.
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Beautiful
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Much appreciated.
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I like the “swept away on heavenly waves”too. Congratulations, Paul!
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Thank you very much Michael.
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:-))
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Thank you VJ
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