There Used To Be Twenty – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Linda is hosting Open Link Night when we are invited to post a poem of our choosing.

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“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” Edgar Allan Poe

There Used To Be Twenty

I'm having a garage sale,
my sanity's going cheap,
and my vanity is worn so
make me an offer and I'll 
throw in a few lost aspirations
and some fragments of jealousy,
there's a chunk of broken
innocence, sadly no spare parts,
though I can offer bits of 
placated ego that might help
patch that mess, and there's
a box of baggage for when 
you're haunted, and a couple
of packets of mixed nuts and
a bag of marbles, there used
to be twenty but five are missing,
cash only.


Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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29 Comments

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29 responses to “There Used To Be Twenty – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Sounds like real life for most of us.

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  2. Fun poem. I enjoyed that there are “sadly no spare parts,” and am curious about anything that is specifically for “when you’re haunted.”

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    • I was thinking along the lines of if you’re feeling haunted by your past try my baggage and see what you think/feel, it’s real horror, so along that line of thinking, Thank you so much for responding and sharing.

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  3. lol I can relate to Poe’s quote and your poem.

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  4. Oh my goodness! Have you been shadowing this almost 81 year old lady? I could not stop grinning.

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  5. So perfect Paul- love the marbles reference!

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  6. Only five of your marbles missing? You must have had a better storage system than I did! 😂

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  7. Very clever! I may need to have a similar garage sale (all sales final, no returns).

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  8. What a wonderful metaphor, Paul. I love your play on the bag of marbles with five missing! Well done.

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  9. Thanks for the smile brimgimg, Sir I needed that!

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  10. Cara Hartley

    This sounds far too much like the state of my mind!
    A wonderfully written poem.
    ~Ornery Owl~

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  11. I fear that we all have old bones in our closets… but there are too few buyers.

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