What Of Tomorrow? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I look in the mirror through the eyes of the child that was me.” Judy Collins

What Of Tomorrow?

You hear the ticking of the clock and
note the passing of seasons, but never 
the time of self, the hours of skin, the 
moments of fade following wisdom's
elevation, the passing of colour, well
mirrors only speak of the past, they 
see no future and their lies are ever
of the present mind.


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31 responses to “What Of Tomorrow? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. VJ

    So interesting how that works.

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  2. You are only as old as you feel.

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  3. I like the gray hair. The wrinkles and age spots I like less. But I find I like the mirrored image more if I smile at myself! Your delightful poem reveals a dreadful truth, Paul! ❤

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  4. A very thought-provoking poem. I keep asking the mirror where my own face went.

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  5. True we usually see what we want to see

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  6. Amy

    “mirrors only speak of the past…”, so true. Well expressed, Paul.

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  7. I’ve seen it coming for nearly 80 years now, Sir. Hahaha!
    I enjoyed this one, to the point, too, mate!

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  8. Very interesting to see it this way. But i think its true. 😉 xx Michael

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  10. I generally have a limited relationship with my mirror, but you’ve spoken to some real truths here, Paul! Love the perspective. 🙂

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