
“To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.” Walt Whitman
Most Perfect I pitched this tent some time ago, it was wherever I went, a home, of souling unity or fierce divide, as life is wont to provoke at whim it sometimes seems, but today was that day when all was smooth creamy vermillion, a tangerined exquisite joy and azure carolling, a hearts carillon of songbird treasures, my tent at once restored unblemished, the tuning fork as lightning released, today was that day, the most perfect day. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
I bought a tent, but I never pitched it, as it seemed like too much trouble.
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I ended up sleeping in my car.
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Noooo! To the tent you must go.
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A wonderful verse full of rich sensory images!
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Thank you so much Heather, much appreciated.
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You’re welcome.
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Wow! So beautifully penned!
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Thank you so much Laura 🙂
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Sounds wonderful!
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It sure was.
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Lovely! To be alive is a gift to be savored each and every day, you’re right. Some days are better than others, and your creamy vermillion, tangerine joy one sounds like a good’n.
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It was fabulous, memorable, thank you Lisa.
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So beautiful. Who wouldn’t love such perfect day.
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Absolutely, and it really was 🙂
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Very lovely poem! “a hearts ‘carillon of songbird treasures” is especially beautiful! ❤
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I wanted something heartfull, and it kind of popped up. Thank you Cheryl 🙂
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I’m hearing Lou Reed start to sing…
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Another fave, and high praise too, thank you so much for making that connection Chris.
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Aha,..your words made it the most perfect day.
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I am so glad to hear that Megha, thank you for sharing that.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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I love your evocation of a perfect day. Reading it reminded me that there really are perfect days, and I thank you for the reminder.
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What a delightful outcome. Yes, if we look closely they do happen. Many thanks Liz.
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You’re most welcome, Paul.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you Belladonna
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A great painting, made only by words. 😉 I like very much the phrase “a hearts carillon of songbird treasures”. Michael
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I do love your description Michael, thank you very much. 🙂
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Thank you, Paul!
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Sorry, need to learn better grammar “made of words” is better. 😉
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I think it made the same sense either way 🙂
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Thank you for the kindness, Paul!
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Very welcome Michael.
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Thank you, Paul!
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Glad you enjoyed it 😄 So beautifully remembered in these words
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The best day 🙂
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