Washes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Video: creek in Mundaring just starting to flow as rains build slowly (winter its coming).

“Character develops itself in the stream of life.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


There's a sound that washes out 
the tension coiled in the back of
my mind, gently flowing among the
reeds like flute sonatas flooding
slowly through the brook of my body,
refreshing as it goes, softly singing
me a love song connection, an
invitation to an acceptance of dips
and hollows, the roots and rocks
that help to form my song.

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®


Filed under bush walking, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, music, nature, poem, quote

31 responses to “Washes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Lovely poem and I could feel the tension leaving my neck and shoulders as I read it .

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  2. Song of Happy Life!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. A gorgeous poem, Paul! I enjoyed the brook music, too. Have a great weekend!

    Liked by 3 people

  4. I love the brook metaphor for the restorative power of nature.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. If I ignore the rainstorm that’s lashing my windows at the moment, your words do refresh and renew… and we do need the rain! 🙂

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  6. lync56

    The words almost bubble with the rhythm of the water


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