Presence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


“A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently …..” James M. Barrie


The house so quiet, still
like settled air,
its windows moon bathed,
only my keyboard softly,
carefully, clicking the hours,
the cat hurtles maniacally 
down the hall past my turned back,
nothing speaks,
nothing creaks,
a shadow moves slowly past the door
lingering briefly,
but when I turn
there is only a felt presence.

Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Note: The cat, poor thing, hair standing up, managed to take the rubbish bag (hooked the handles in its rush) up the hallway and into our youngest son's room, waking him and causing a minor stir. The shadow followed, lingered, no doubt curious, and moved on. I followed but the presence had gone.


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6 responses to “Presence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. A curious episode. I wasn’t expecting a hurling cat to appear!

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  2. Chills 😳


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