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I Wonder – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Forms with an invitation to write a Loop Poem where the last line of each line in a stanza becomes the first line of successive lines. For more detail follow the link below:

I’m submitting a non-rhyming Loop Poem.

dVerse Poets – Poetry Forms – Loop Poetry

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“Holding on is believing that there’s only a past; letting go is knowing that there’s a future.” Daphne Rose Kingma

I Wonder

I wonder now what I might pick up,
up is the surge of my recovering,
recovering spontaneity well loosed,
loosed from the hollows of routine.

This new ground on which to stand,
stand I will no matter the inconvenience,
inconvenience is mostly perspective,
perspective is mostly inconvenience.

And what of the idle threat of progress,
progress really needs to be threaded,
threaded carefully and hung on a wall,
wall of all my dead trophies.

Such things need to die that I might,
might live as if for the first time,
time being a fragility of the ego I,
I wonder now what I might pick up.


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I Wonder – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Keep floating in the waves of your dreams till they rise up in your reality.” Hiral Nagda

I Wonder

I wonder what I will see as I 
float along this day of glories,
sifting through the ghosts of
my perceptions, without a
logical mind, speaking only 
in metaphors of curiosity and
kindness, not wanting,  but
rather, happily just receiving
the fulness of everything.


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I Wonder – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sarah is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem around the word blue.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Blue Tuesday

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“Between stimulus and response, there is a space. And in that space lies our power to choose. And in our choice lies our growth and freedom.” (attr) Victor Frankl

I Wonder 

Where sky collides with earth,
where oceans meet with clouds
in indecipherable moments,
a conversation easily irrupts,
translated between something 
grounded and something free,
I'm not always certain of the 
meaning but it doesn't seem to
matter, this convergence is
devoid of portent, words as
worlds so light, soft as night,
spoken in tones of translucent 
blue sounds that enfold me
and I wonder when I will return
beyond my between.

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