At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Form with an invitation to write a Kwansaba – a praise poem of seven lines containing seven words no word exceeding seven letters.
dVerse Poets – Poetry Form – Kwansaba and Blessing
“Be present in all things and thankful for all things.” Maya Angelou
Wild, Waiting, Long The morning sets fire to still water across the scope of my old eyes, finding cygnets asleep singing me to waken, to peel back the shell of days, the kernel of destiny wild, waiting, long for this moment of refresh to birth as waves of joy raise my thanks. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Beautiful words to start my day.. enjoy yours💖
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Thank you Cindy, I really do start the day with a question – What will I see today? And I’m never disappointed.
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Truly admirable and relatable!
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🥰
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This is a beautiful morning poem .. wishing you a peaceful and joyous Holiday.
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Many thanks for sharing this Helen, peace and joy to you too.
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A wonderful poem of thanks, praise, and joy!!
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Thank you Liz, when I really open up to the universe it is all just right there, just waiting for me to see it.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Heartwarming words!
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Thank you Rupali 🙂
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you Patricia 🙂
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May the joy of the season fill your heart here at the closing if the year 2021, and may peace abide in 2022. This is a most difficult time for our planet earth, and a time of turmoil for its peoples. May 2022 begin the way back! ✌🏼❤️🌎
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Yes, may peace abide, and for you too Rob, I so agree with your hope.
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This is so uplifting to read! Thank you !
Happy New Year!
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Thank you Grace – Happy New Year to you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck
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Heartfelt poem Paul. I love this quote and try to live by it.
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Yes, I the same really
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Love it, and a great reminder that in another part of the world there are cygnets… here they have grown up and left.
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Ah, the seasons in opposite directions, yes, the journey.
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A great frame of mind to start your day! Beautiful, Paul! 🙂
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Absolutely Cheryl, and I try to do that most days, even the daunting ones. Thank you.
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This deserves a standing ovation! 💝💝 Such excellent imagery and the poem packs a punch! Especially like; “finding cygnets asleep singing me to waken, to peel back the shell of days,”.. wishing you Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year 2022!
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A belated merry Christmas (although we’re still in the 12 days) and a happy new year, hoping we are all free of viral threat.
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And …. many thanks for the4 wonderful ovation ❤️
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