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Feeling Frivoled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Frivolous

Image: found on Pinterest – ceramic pumpkin teapot.

“The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak that resists it; and so in great calamities it sometimes happens that light and frivolous spirits recover their elasticity and presence of mind sooner than those of a loftier character.” Albert Schweitzer

Feeling Frivoled 

The garish pumpkin thing 
screamed to be left on the shelf,
serving no discernible purpose,
having no possible place in the home
among the refined china sculptures,
but it was Thursday and it was,
after all, spring, and the fever was high
for change, for a whim of whimsy,
besides, what would life be without
a frivol, to matter not mattering,
to draw one's sword or buy two pies
kiss a random stranger or
order caviar and just leave it,
get a grotesque mascot for the 
dashboard, or a tennis racquet 
never to be used, 
I just might.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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