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Poetry

I’ve been blessed to travel the paths taken. Not many plans were made, a few wrong turns done. Nothing can distract from the wonder, of the eleven by my mate. For every year, much love and affection sound out. A moment together, forever precarious, not to be used in spite. Bring cold or hot, didn’t [...]

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The dumbest in class

by Michael Cannon on July 14, 2010 in Poetry

The dumbest in class isn’t really A pressing of choices brought about what is No pick boring just a better option missed – 3/25/2010 – You decided what?

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Batches of gray

by Michael Cannon on July 12, 2010 in Poetry

Batches of gray, like those of rain sky but on four point down. Rumble and spew as they trundle by. Memories of two pads down, one moved in front, the other brought up. Pacing over, investigating crannies, not spewing, taking in, sharing experience, inspire another and more pads pondering, along. – 3/25/2010 – Walking is [...]

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Heading out…

by Michael Cannon on July 5, 2010 in Poetry

The time comes when another thought another chance offers itself to be taken This chance is cruel offering much challenge adventure travel new peoples yet love is left at home I will go mostly content happiness incomplete – 7/4/2010 – Independence Day gives a new chance

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Bladder pressing

by Michael Cannon on June 28, 2010 in Poetry

Bladder pressing mouth aghast lids pressing sunlight breaks It’s a start – 3/25/2010 – Ugh… time to get going again

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