Within – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


Reflection – RDP Sunday


Photo: Bunbury Wetlands reflection on the water below the pedestrian footbridge.

“We had the experience but missed the meaning.”  T.S. Eliot


Below the ripples of my inner pool
lies my self unseen
who collects moments of importance,
things experienced and things known
for a rainy day,
days when shadow comes out to play
needing a friend,
wanting to talk,
hoping for some direction,
and as I inwardly
I hear movements in this deep,
and I begin to see a way
to recollect and reconcile,
teasing a way forward
within myself.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com.

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Beyond Imagination ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Walt's Writings

More and more
I feel like I’m running blind
I’m in a land beyond the veil
Beyond imagination
Looking for a place in time
A place where things matter
I’m reaching for the unreachable
Where do I go when my thoughts mean nothing
How long can I keep going on
I will go on
Until my darkness turns to light
You’re everything that feels like home to me
I hear you calling
And I will walk through Hell
Running blind to get to you

~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved

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“…in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.”

Art of Quotation

“The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.”

—Bertrand Russell,  English, philosopher, mathematician, historian, writer, social critic, political activist, Nobel laureate. From the 1933 essay “The Triumph of Stupidity” that lamented the rise of the Nazi movement in Germany. The Dunning-Kruger effect

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I Write Her


at the end of a rope
that society designed

couldn’t match the requirements
which it demands

laying in wait for a handout
that won’t cover rehabilitation

suffering on the streets
in garb not fit for a king

we allow this despair
watch it unfold

do nothing to stop it
and look appalled at the sight

of a human laying
sacrificed for the rest

walking on by
ignoring his despair

shame on a society which allows this to exist

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Treasure Dreams

Confab With Me

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