“A desperate disease requires a dangerous remedy.” Guy Fawkes
It's Time To Light A fire Up on the hill the light recedes as the western candle dims, wick ravaged to ill effect, too frayed to rise again with wax beyond plenish once more, there's a chill wind blowing and the age is dark, it's time to light a fire. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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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
📍enthusiasm runs the world
Without The Good Book, Life's Road is Hell
october 3, 4, and 5th
the magic begins the moment you start being yourself
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Wonderful, Paul.
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Thank you so much Penny.
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A good one Paul.
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🙂
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I was born on November 5th- that aside, I love this, it captured that quote perfectly.
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Thank you, mine is on November 8th 🙂 fire and fireworks in November seems a fitting cliche for those born then. It’s a macabre celebration historically though isn’t it?
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Wow, this blew my mind away! I could literally picture a fire in my head with those descriptions 😊
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Thank you so much Hannah, I love how you could picture it 🙂
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My pleasure!
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powerful … I’ll settle for a spark of kindness in everyone’s heart!
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Yes, I see glimmers all around now.
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glimmers is ok then we’ve got to nourish each glimmer until it becomes a roaring fire of kindness that radiates out 🙂
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Stoking as we speak 🙂
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yea!
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🙂
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I’m in an apocalyptic frame of mind today, so I see your last line as fire to cleanse. Hopefully, tomorrow I’ll see it as fire to light the way.
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Exactly so Liz, I’m in the same mind, nice to have company, but hoping we can find some light.
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Fabulous, Paul! Guy Fawkes was born in the City of York where I went to school.
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The world is a very small place indeed – imagine that, I wonder if you have the gunpowder fever?
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Oh no, we don’t even have a guy for the bonfire. Can’t incinerate former citizens 😉
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Lol
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I” brassed off 😉
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Lets hope one will light it on the right place. Our ancestors had built lighthouses preventing too much fire on with wrong place. Nowadays some want to fear the enlightenment. 😉 By the way: Germany has the EU presidency now. Hope i will not only become a BBQ. Lol Best wishes, Michael
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🙂 I hope you stay safe from the flames of political madness.
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Thank you Paul. Will try to do. Just searching for some oil. 😉
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🤣
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Beautiful (and true)
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Too true – great poem to start that fire
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Hoping 🙂
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