Time, patience, and plenty of practice ~
worth the sweet reward.
🌼🧘🏻♀️✌🏻
~Michele
my image, Lost Dutchman State Park
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At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Form with an invitation to write a Quatern – a sixteen line French form of four quatrains. Each line has eight syllables and cab rhymed or not. There is a refrain which is the first line becoming, in succession, line two, then three then four in the remaining stanzas. For more detail follow the link below:
dVerse Poets – Poetry Form – Quatern
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“Individualism is a formidable lie.” Rene Girard
Not So Nuanced Am I alone on this vast road where others claim exclusive right, the lie that you can't know my way and I couldn't possibly know yours? Is our experience so nuanced? Am I alone on this vast road or do others feel what I feel when treading the painful places? It's true there's not one shade of blue, even grey has a varied hue, am…
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The ying/yang of a rainy night. The sights and sounds a sensory feast, and yet a scene that scares me a bit. Living with tall trees overhead means living with that feeling. In the middle of a windy storm, I don’t know whether to sit by the window and enjoy the light show, or to hide out in the basement.
I look outside and think about birds sheltering down in the elements, and wonder what in the world they think. When they’re at the beginning of their night and wake in the dark to the clamor of thunder and the gushy sounds of rain pouring down through trees and shrubs to the spot where they’re trying to rest. I understand birds are light sleepers, but they don’t seem to wake up and start tweeting in the middle of a midnight rain. Some definitely tweet at the beginning of a daytime…
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“Art is not a reflection of reality, it is the reality of a reflection.” Jean-Luc Goddard
The Window Is Not A Window When the window is not a window but, in fact a mirror, though not a mirror; I see reflections, and yet, in the same moment, I can see through while seeing everything reflected. Don't tell me about the physics, I know the physics, it's not that (even though it is that), what captures me is the overlay, there I am superimposed with the sunset, the garden, I am sitting with trees, I am flying in clouds, everything all at once. Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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“The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance – it is the illusion of knowledge.” Daniel J. Boorstin
Don’t Tell Me
Don’t tell me,
invite me,
let it be an experience,
a discovery,
rather than
some credal conclusion
all laid out hollow,
I don’t want to know,
I want to feel, to be free
to taste and receive;
let nothing be ordained,
advanced,
banish hindsight,
let us keep this moment
without comment.
Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
”There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it.”
—-Washington Irving
Wonders of Wandering 