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Slowly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Wait


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“Strange how a teapot can represent at the same time the comforts of solitude and the pleasures of company.”   Zen Haiku quotes


The brazier floats on tatami,
kimono and cups neatly appointed,
the smell of sencha wafts and
the steam curls upwards
so does my heart
with each step,
she breathes slowly
moves deliberately
as I wait patiently
for my life to pour out
floating on tatami.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Cloaked by Smoke

via Daily Prompt: Cloaked

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Last year we were on the road, the Boyup – Frankland road, and we were cloaked in smoke. There was a bush fire burning about 60 kms away, a big one, and the smoke had been pushed by wind across several shires. This section of road is straight and normally you’d see well into the distance, but on this day we had about 80 mtrs vision, and we couldn’t travel at the normal 110 kms either, we were down to 90 at best. No visibility and the possibility of wildlife on the road was too great a risk, so slowly, slowly, till we got through. Even darkness is a better cloak, because the headlights work really well in darkness, but not in smoke, no light penetration at all. When you’re cloaked in smoke, it’s actually worse than darkness.



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via Daily Prompt: Tentative


We had cattle on our farm some decades back, Herefords, quiet stock mostly. But moving vehicles make even the calmest cow skittish. This cow has not long given birth to this calf and is dutifully standing by. We tentatively crawled the car past so as not to disturb them or frighten the mother away. You can see from our tyre tracks on the road that we skirted them, and very slowly. I often wonder if the farmer managed to get them into the paddock that afternoon, and why she was on the road in the first place, certainly not the best place to give birth, but she seemd content. And so we moved on, wondering, trying to solve a puzzle we couldn’t answer. Life’s like that, we agonise and overthink everything, maybe the cow is more content.



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