The Wound We Tend – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


“If we judge others, it is because we are judging something in ourselves of which we are unaware.” John A. Sanford

The Wound We Tend

I saw him in the distance
he walked awkwardly,
something was wrapped around his leg,
in the nearness I saw it was a birdcage,
only his leg was inside it,
a wound was visible on his thigh and
it seemed an invitation to ask,
he claimed it was from birth,
it had troubled him for a long time,
they said there was nothing to be done,
his body said he had resigned but his 
mouth offered that over the 
years he had adjusted to it.
I knew to be quiet,
I'm sure that what had formed in my mind
had all been said before,
but my face held the question;
he raised an eyebrow,
and said -
"At least you can see mine."

Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, psychology, quote

17 responses to “The Wound We Tend – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. I like the way you made this into a story.

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  2. VJ

    That ending. Made me read again.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. This is the second time I’m missing the middle of your emailed post😳

    Sent from Yahoo Mail for iPhone

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  4. Luckily I can read your posts here👍🏻❤️

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  5. Yes, sometimes the wound we tend is heavy because it isn’t obvious or easily explained to another. Similarities arise around us but aren’t necessarily the same.


  6. lync56

    Great poem – love the stab at the end


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