Those Moments – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Conquero,

“Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.” Virginia Woolf

Those Moments

Those moments,
when thoughts flurry,
rushing in and through
like wild horses fast and loose
on the plain of choice all lathered
and snorting when all seems settled,
like floral table cloths set for dinner,
or open books by the window
waiting for translucent days like
almond blossom, perfect and
delicate, all soft and fine, now
overrun with tantalising thoughts 
to follow this way and that,
those moments, when life
offers rich turns of
unfathomable mystery.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Filed under awareness, life, passion, poem, quote

20 responses to “Those Moments – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Your pounding hooves
    Are the sounds of many moods

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  2. Wooven with great metaphors, and unbelievable depth. Michael

    Liked by 3 people

  3. I love those wild horse moments! Thank you for reminding me of them.

    Liked by 4 people

  4. Too right! That rush of hooves… exhilaration, then exhaustion 😉

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  5. lync56

    Beautiful – so true


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