At dVerse Sarah is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write about ash.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Ashes to Ashes
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“In order to rise from its own ashes, a phoenix must first burn.” Octavia E. Butler
Cinereous Beauty I went down to the pit of shame and sat in the ash now cold, now penitential, itching my skin as it was supposed to do, but not forgetting that ash left long in the ground turns to coal, which sometimes turns to diamonds. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
Note: Cinereous refers to a colour – grey tinged with black – of ash. To sit in ash and wearing sackcloth goes back historically to ancient semitic culture, and predominantly to Hebrew culture as a mark of grief, penitence or shame.
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I like your take on rising like Phoenix.
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Thank you Punam, and well spotted too.
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You are welcome, Paul. 🙂
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It is true that with time, out of the darkness, diamonds can be born!
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Yes, just seeing the good
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A different resurgence here. I like the fact that it’s not definite, that the possibilities are open.
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I’m captivated by the uncertainties of life in the midst of our attempts to create certainty (ironic) a venture that seems to fall flat. Thank you Sarah
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Utterly beautiful meditation. (I wish I had known “cinerous” – new to me – while I was writing mine!)
pax,
dora
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Thank you so much Dora, I knew the word from painting – which popped up in time. 🙂
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Serendipitous!
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Yes, absolutely
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Reblogged this on OPENED HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thank you
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The natural truth, but horrible for humans loving the light. Thanks for sharing, Paul! Have a nice week! xx Michael
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Yes! 😉
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Enjoy a nice rest of the weekend! For you now spring is beginning. You are blessed! xx Michael
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Yes, we’ve had a few nice days already, but winter is hanging on this year.
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each in its own place and each in its own time.
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O yes indeed Lisa 🙂
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🙂
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Yes sometimes after facing the darkness we get the hope of light. Beautiful lines thank you 💓😊
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Thank you for sharing that 🙂
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🙂😊💓❤you are welcome. Stay happy forever.
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You too 🙂
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This is deliciously strong and palpable. I resonate with; “itching my skin as it was supposed to do, but not forgetting that ash left long in the ground turns
to coal.”💝💝
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Many thanks Sanaa, I love that you see it too.
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Well written, and enjoyable read!:D
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Punam took the words right out of my mouth! The phoenix rises…
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Ah, thank you so much Chris. a resonance
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Yes, from all the ashes a gem will grow.
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Always my hope, thank you Bjorn.
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Very roaring beauty of grace 👌🌷🙏
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I like your response Thattamma 🙂
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Thank you and so welcome 🙏🌷😊
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An exquisite poem, Paul! ❤ While I think all learning is satisfying, the process of learning is not always easy or pleasant. What a sequence of events it takes to produce a diamond! The Phoenix theme has always been a favorite. Beautifully written! ❤
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Yes, a long way to a diamond. Thank you Cheryl, yes, not an easy process.
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Love the imagery of this poem
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🙂
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