At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night where we are invited to post a poem of our own choosing.
dVerse Poets – OLN – Blast Off
“Noise creates illusions. Silence brings truth.” Maxime Lagace
Those Words Must Wait There are times when I cannot speak, when the story simply won't come, because those words must wait until they can be placed in an understanding and be fully received so that they are not lost in the noise that is everywhere, where they will be swallowed up and ruined before they have time to birth an idea, a meaning, possibilities for the world. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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brilliant poem, Paul. in one of the daoist texts it says, “look for small movements.” these small movements can only be seen in the stillness.
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Thank you Lisa, for the kind words and also for the reference – most appreciated.
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You’re welcome x 2, Paul.
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Quite true of the writing process. Enjoyed this.
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I concur!
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Thank you Nitin, you clearly experience it too, so glad it made sense.
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I’ve had this experience as well.
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Yes, I think it is true of all who write surely, that we have those moments when we cannot bridge the gap? Thank you for sharing Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul. I expect you’re right, although it can be tricky recognizing that the gap is there.
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Yes, I see that, agreed Liz.
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I’m speechless … well done Paul
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High praise indeed, many thanks for this Ivor, and not just a little irony too 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend
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Well said and meaningful as sometimes one has to wait.
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Yes, and sometimes it is never right as I have come to understand, thank you so much for this.
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This resonates deeply. It is truly a learning experience to find and trust those safe places where your words are not misconstrued or misused but instead honoured and accepted.
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Yes, absolutely, and trusting when it seems impossible, thank you very much Mish
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You got me thinking, Paul. 😉
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Indeed, and I see where that went, loved it and how you brought that to life. 🙂
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❤️
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Thank you Ruth 🙂
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I enjoyed this poem, even if WP won’t let me leave a like. It seems broader to me than just the personal seeking for the right word in the right place at the right time, it’s the whole cacophony that surrounds us, everyone shouting for attention and issues needing to be dealt with. It’s often hard to make the quiet to order our own thoughts then find the right words to express them.
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Yes, nail on the head Jane, so much noise and so few windows of space, very much appreciated your response, spot on. (WP can be a pain at times)
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WP aggravation can be part of the ambient noise…
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Good point, yes, true for me now that you mention it.
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Beautiful poem, Paul. Like Jane, I think it can taken as a profound broader experience–when to speak, when are the words right (and who is the speaker)? Your poem also describes the every day–simply waiting for the right words as part of the writing experience.
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Thank you Merril, yes, great points and you have captured my thoughts here clearly, thank you, loving your response. If only it weren’t so.
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You’re very welcome, Paul.
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You have been driving yourself to new creation each and every day for far too long. Sometimes, for those who find their deepest satisfaction in contribution, the most difficult lesson to learn is that we ourselves are a living contribution, and that if we relax and allow ourselves to just be and not produce sometimes, to recharge and renourish like a fallow field, one smile from our Selves can potentially do more good than anything we could effortfully continue to produce thinking it our only true value to the whole. The eyes of God disagree, and sometimes it helps us to be reminded of it. You do remind me of a piece of my own on writer’s block, though. I forget its title, but maybe I’ll go try to find it now.
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Thanks for the uplift Ana, very welcome indeed right now.
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A little R & R, my friend. Learn that you deserve it.
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Had a break yesterday which was fabulous, and taking time out once a week now it is healing, you are right.
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I’m so glad to hear it. 👌
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great poem Paul and so relatable!💖
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Very thought provoking
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Always the struggle to be heard and to hear.
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