The Real Story – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Late afternoon sun across our campsite at Boondi Rock, gimlets reaching for the sky and casting shadows.

“Friendship is a sheltering tree.” Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Real Story

Trees tower over me reaching for the sun,
speaking to the sky in words beyond me,
with ancient meaning lingering the boughs,

∼ but the real story is an understory spoken ∽

soft and low, gently grazing my ears with 
a delicate language greater than height of
fine soul thirsty for the traffic of connection.


Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®

13 Comments

Filed under bush walking, camping, Country, life, nature, poem, Puente, quote

13 responses to “

  1. You sure do a lot of camping Paul.

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  2. Awesome nature and the lines so nice to read 🌷🙏👌🌷

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  3. Amy

    Beautiful, love the first part of your poem.

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  4. I’d never encountered the word “understory” for “undergrowth.” I’m glad I looked it up. I now fully appreciate the metaphor of the poem!

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