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“Fluidity and discontinuity are central to the reality in which we live.” Mary Catherine Bateson
In A Draught Of Rainbows As I feel I stop, my thin imagination is drawn to sip the tranquility of sunset, my feelings converge, tangled in a cold sooth of confusion's heat, a cool delight in the mug of eve's rounded calm as the ripe sun departs the gentle sky, surrendering the sliver of thin possibility that halos rise in a draught of rainbows drunk deep, flowing into me. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
Great poem ❤
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Thank you, very kind 🙂
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I just LOVE your poetry Paul
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‘ tranquility of sunset…” Marvelous imagination!
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Wow! Love this! Sooooo beautifully soothing (and original). Love the line breaks too.
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Thank you so much Laura, much appreciated indeed.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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I love the scenes and feelings invoked by this poem
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