Grickle Grackle – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.” Aeschylus

Grickle Grackle

Grickle grackle mawn
spreads glow across hills,
all bark and tweet until the
coming of the mungled breath 
of Boreas does break the 
spines of groves, and darks 
the valleys so with the 
pickle packle puddles of
thin hope, shreds of life
crackle and push of green
arrives through the sponge
of this munged quaggle.


Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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44 responses to “Grickle Grackle – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Narrative nonsense that on some level seems to make sense! 😀

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  2. Nice sounds in this. Pickle pickle prob my fav

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  3. So much lovely verbage here. The birth of a new life.

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  4. Rob Kistner

    Fun for the tongue!

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  5. You have stirred my boiling pot of imagination with your whimsical lines Paul
    “ shreds of life
    crackle and push of green
    arrives through the sponge
    of this munged quaggle.”

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  6. Ain

    Haha! Wonderful sounds…well done!

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  7. Loving the words you have used! very readable and clever!

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  8. A fun poem and an enjoyable read! 🙂

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  9. Amy

    Beautifully expressed, Paul. Hopeful signs.

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  10. Love the words you created … well done. Looking now for the green in our quaggle.

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  11. I just love that the beauty of nature grows and thrives within this nonsense poem.

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  12. “the push of green” is everything. Perfectly clear nonsense, Paul.

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  13. What fun you have written! Made me laugh.🤭

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  14. Charis Counselling

    Such a beautifully light hearted poem

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  15. I think grickle grackle will come when it gets warmer.

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  16. I like that line “pickle packle puddles”. What could be more fun than puddles. What kid doesn’t like puddles. It brings out the kid in me.

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  17. there is hope in them there puddles, and Dr Seuss is smiling!

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