At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille, with an invitation to write about stones.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Throwing Poem Stones
“Stone walls do not a prison make ….” Richard Lovelace
I'm Glad For The Gate There's nothing as handsome as a dry-stone wall, a certain beauty in its rugged, chiselled symmetry, stone upon stone against any sense of predation or unwanted attention and, even though I crave this very boundary, I'm glad for the gate which lets me choose. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Beautifully written Paul.
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Many thanks Dwight
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You are welcome!
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Well written, so true, and a nice touch of irony.
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Thank you so much Pat, always the irony with myself 🙂
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I couldn’t agree more!
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*applause*
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Many thanks indeed David
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I totally agree, Paul.
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Oh, Paul, you have given me so many analogies to ponder…
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I, too, am glad for gates. And enamored of stone walls. 🙂
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I appreciate the sentiments on this, Paul.
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Walls without gates or doors are prisons.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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You rock, Paul
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Dry-stone walls always remind me of my native Cumbria. Thank you for the reminder, and this thought-provoking poem!
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Well done, Paul!
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Very much appreciated Sara, thank you.
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Yes so true
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Yes indeed
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