I can say, “Don’t get
Between me and the shrimp” in
“Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.” George Bernard Shaw
Perhaps it was the wine
or the small of your back
we left the terrace behind,
your eyes drank my soul
while we waltzed in the shed
our laughter turning to sigh
and sooner, not later,
the long summer grass
caressed our shuddering whole.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Live a Little, Write a Lot!
Story bits and poem parts bombard my thoughts on a regular basis…but only when I escape my writing desk and explore the world around, do they grow into full-fledged ideas. Part of my writing regime is getting out from behind the work and living.
I used to believe I had to escape from life to write, an arduous task when I teach by day and write by night and weekends. I’m a mother of three, wife, friend, you name it! Time is of essence, and I used to believe I needed to spend as much time writing as possible. But this drive to write all the time caused three complications: my exhaustion level, guilt from missing family time, and the quality of my work.
- Exhaustion is something I feel I will never sleep away. It’s the mental tug on my brain for many reasons…
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“There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.” Friedrich Nietzsche
Time had hardly begun
though time was a pure farrago,
strange how chaos can be so organised
to be such exquisite lightness
and now we are really floating.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
relationships die when there is no space left to grow.
Source: in bloom – Chris Mc Geown
Honey, you have never
believed in boundaries.
So shatter that glass ceiling
and find your pinnacle of success!
This is an empowered and empowering post! A very important theme for woemn empowerment and furthering the cause of equal rights for everybody in general as well. Hoping this finds you in good health 🙂
Can be forgotten
When I found someone new
On borrowed time from you
I needed a new partner-in-crime
And now, she’s in my life
Time never asked my preference
And my head never mentioned
She wouldn’t set my heart ablaze
But my spirits, she did raise
Now I don’t know why she’s leaving
But life is fair to no one
The good works left behind
Cannot be undone
By the seeds not yet germinated
She left us a smile never shaken
And a hand always awakened
To the possibilities of goodness
With every incoming breath