That Time Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.” Frederic Lawrence Knowles

That Time Again

Tilt for tat,
the ground shifted so,
it was that time again when
moon put on her evening wear
and danced a little anticipation
of solstice in advent of summer's
welcome return to evenings of 
wine and stars on cicada wings,
and thermal balm as love floated
so gauche with seasoned knowing.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Filed under Free Verse, life, love, moon, passion, poem, quote, romance, seasons

31 responses to “That Time Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. A lovely welcome to moonlit summer evenings, Paul. Must be almost time for a sundowner (here anyway) 🙂

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  2. ahhhh lovely.. I’m floating,. ❤️ Cindy

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  3. Tilt for tat 😉
    stars on cicada wings 💚
    Oh, so that’s what the moon feels for the summer solstice!

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  4. Paul, very picturesque. Lovely images! ❤

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  5. Paul, love stars on cicada wing, moon in her evening wear and the wine. Sigh…what else could one want!

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  6. I love “wine and stars on cicada wings” and the notion that love can be “gauche with seasoned knowing.”

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  7. Amy

    moon put on her evening wear… Beautifully express the softness.

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  8. This makes me really missing the summer, and summer evenings. Thank you, Paul!

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  9. lync56

    these words conjured such sensations of summer for me


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