“If you wait for perfect conditions, you’ll never get anything done.” (Unknown)
My Question I think there's a question lingering in the back of my labyrinth circling round, touching me carelessly with waves of emotion, four seasons in one day, although winter persists in stealing spring's energy, grasping at warmth with cold, that old familiar habit not lost on me in a world of futile striving, and my question forms, can I let go of my winter soul? Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Superb metaphors. Great poem! 😀
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Thank you so much for that 🙂
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You are so good at metaphor! “four seasons in one day, / although winter persists in stealing / spring’s energy” is relatable for sure.
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My sentiments exactly!
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Very kind thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Very kind, thank you for the wonderful response, and so glad it is relatable – so much we all share I guess.
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We often experience these weather changes in one day, actually. And mentally, it’s not unusual for my mind🥴
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A good question? Mine might be: How did I end up in Winter, when I should be living Autumn?
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Yes, how indeed! Thank you VJ
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Welcome
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“…a world of futile striving…” Ain’t DAT da truth!
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And how, thank you Ron
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Such a relatable poem, KK! Lovely metaphor. while we can’t control the seasons, we may have some infulunce on the season of our souls! ❤ Have a great weekend, KK!
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Thank you so much Cheryl
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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oh that is a lovely poem and a wonder ending with a great question.
Can we, must we… nicely asked. 💖🌷🙏
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And a lovely response – thank you very much Cindy
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You’re so welcome Dear Paul
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Many thanks
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“… with waves of emotion, four seasons in one day”, we go through that sometimes. Beautifully expressed. Hope you do well, Paul.
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Yes, that’s true, I know I can go through several in a day, many thanks Amy.
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Best if you can, it can drag one down too far at times! Hope you are ok, Paul?
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It has been a difficult year (PTSD) getting better slowly, thank you Susi, very perceptive.
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((hugs)) I hope it can continue to lighten up for you, Paul. ❤
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Thank you so much for that Susi – yes, light is glowing.
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Good! ❤
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Wow great poem
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