Makes Me Faint – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


“When I’m good, I’m very good, but when I’m bad, I’m very bad.” Mae West

Makes Me Faint

The cauldron emptied liquid finer 
than water, red, molten, boiling,
into the channel so readily offered,
running, burning, smouldering,
until, finally, slowing, glowing, and
having run its course, settles, cools,
and sizzles before becoming solid
once more, like never before,
newly forged from the primal 
furnace and discharged with 
intense, consuming energy into
something so refined, beyond new,
whose heat makes me faint.

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®


Filed under Free Verse, love, passion, poem, quote

25 responses to “Makes Me Faint – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. This (former) steel foundry worker thoroughly enjoyed this piece. Thanks.

    Liked by 5 people

  2. That’s quite an extended metaphor!

    Liked by 2 people

  3. So vivid! Oh, I love poems of Mae West.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. I fully agree with Liz’ comment.d Powerful metaphor. xx Michael

    Liked by 2 people

  5. angiestoriesroman

    J’apprends à lire l’anglais en même temps 😂☺️

    Liked by 1 person

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