Hopeful Fire – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.” Rumi

Hopeful Fire

Passers by as books unread, their pages unturned,
unnoticed icons in microcosms of suburban worlds
drifting typecast in local dramas of someone else's,
while I'm running erratically full of hopeful fire.

Unnoticed icons in microcosms of suburban worlds,
that vertiginous challenge of self-making ex nihilo,
while I'm running erratically full of hopeful fire
past the the vendors of pleasures and values.

That vertiginous challenge of self-making ex nihilo,
tearing up my mundane existence playing out
past the vendors of pleasures and values
who pedal their own sad delusions of fantasy.

Tearing up my mundane existence playing out,
drifting typecast in local dramas of someone else's 
who pedal their own sad delusions of fantasy,
passers by as books unread, their pages unturned.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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