The Real Story – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

“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 ®
You sure do a lot of camping Paul.
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I do love getting out there in nature, but I also keep a backlog of photos too, they seem to be very much a part of who I am, well noticed Jim 🙂
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Awesome nature and the lines so nice to read 🌷🙏👌🌷
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Thank you so much for sharing this Thattamma
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So welcome dear 🌷🙏♥️🌷
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🙂
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Beautiful, love the first part of your poem.
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Many thanks indeed Amy
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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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Yes, riffing on meaning, such fun, I am so glad you connected with it Liz, many thanks.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks indeed Chuck
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Beautiful
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Thank you 🙂
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