Free – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem and including some form of the word wing.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Winging It

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“I am a feather for each wind that blows.” William Shakespeare

Free

That one feather free,
seesawing,
swaying,
hanging on a note of breeze,
singing soft songs of oft wings,
and the great letting go,
the detachment risk,
no longer a flight of fancy,
now an adventure of self
awakening,
it is its own wing,
free.


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16 Comments

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16 responses to “Free – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. What a gorgeous line this is:
    “singing soft songs of oft wings”

    A beautiful piece that drifts down as gently as that feather.

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  2. Ah, I like your ode to freedom very much.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Love the thought of this… to some extent the exact opposite of what I wrote about a feather freed from its wing.

    Like

  4. Amy

    Thank you for the beautiful thought and poem. Love it!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Paul, you made me think of this song:

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  6. I love this line in your poem, Paul, “hanging on a note of breeze”. What auditory and visual images that invokes.

    Like

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