“Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakens.” Carl Jung
Revision For over a decade almost standing still, an eternal prologue lived in a kind of conformity unwilling in a culture of good taste until, finally, profound changes, fragmented self recognised, at last dreaming long of a shift between dark and light, words laid bare out of thin blue air, yet to settle, yet to speak, sifting the codes for directions before they fade into a decade. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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Oh, you took us on that journey so that we recognized it! Your poetry contains such powerful subtleties. It’s been an honor to know you as a poet in this life.
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Merry Christmas and happy New Year.🎄❤️
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Beautiful!!!
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Thank you very much 🙂
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You’re welcome ☺️!
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Another deep reflective poem – I love it – an amazing poem
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Many thanks
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I can read your poems all day…You definitely have a way with expressing your thoughts, reality, and truth through your poems.
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Thank you so much for sharing this, so kind.
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You’re so welcome 🤗
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Your words are a wonderful elaboration of what Carl Jung expressed. Life is that journey! Lovely, Paul!
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Thank you for that Susi, a lovely thought indeed.
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You’re very welcome, Paul! 🙂
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