There’s No Quelling – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon




“If you wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.”  Toni Morrison (Song of Solomon)

There’s No Quelling

Thoughts lingered for a season
of so much more unseen,
an inkling of expanding,
swirling, caramel cosmology
for an ice cream world,
liberating wafer-thin
vanilla ideologies of dullness
brandished to quell the
embers of a wild, wild heart;
no more this cell or bars.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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