Baptism – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Taken five years ago on this day, autumn 2018, the Hardy Inlet – Blackwood River.

“There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set of on a journey to roam along the seashores.” Matsuo Basho


Cloudy days herald winter’s return,

days when the sky becomes

an upside-down river,

white water, grey depths,

blue still pools,

black, roiling storms bellowing

and barking madly,

riven by bolts of flashing light,

waves rising and folding,

tides flowing and ebbing,

soon that river will fall to earth

where I stand waiting to be washed.

Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®️


Filed under carefree, Free Verse, life, nature, poem, quote, seasons

13 responses to “Baptism – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. We are having daily pouring rain thunderstorm action here and lightning that causes the power to go out, so spring, but I must say the rain is greening the grass for once❤️

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  2. lync56

    I love the imagery in this poem – I had never thought of it that way before – the sky like an “upside down river”


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  3. I really like the sky as an upside down river.

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  4. “days when the sky becomes

    an upside-down river,”


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