Is Love Impotent? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 29 29.11.22

Prompt: Write a poem about truth.

Is Love Impotent? 

That beautiful Jew down in Palestine
said to that dullard Pilate,
who had never taken flight in his life,
truth is how you live by the measure of love,
an iteration for sure, yes,
and how hard could that be,
to simply love as you love ,
can this never be done,
is love impotent?


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I Never Want to Let Go – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write about warmth.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Warmly

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“How we need a another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm.” Sylvia Plath

I Never Want to Let Go

Once,
in my teens,
an accidental encounter,
a broken power cable touching 
the metal I was holding,
filling me,
so warm and tingling,
I didn't want to let go,
Now when I hold you
it is so electric,
I never want to let go.


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Undone – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 28 28.11.22

Prompt: Remix an earlier poem

Undone

That my fingers would betray you,
or that your wisps of cloth would betray me,
that I would seek refuge in those ghastly
tents of yesteryear as bromide
for the fire in my molten heart,
my consuming glow evident across the sky,
leaving nothing to the imagination
as I feverishly wrestle my feelings,
at moment near death,
the next, fully alive.


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Existential Wine – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 27 27.11.22

Prompt: Write a resolution poem

Existential Wine

Sometimes the decision as to which wine
is predicated on the conscience,
which seems to float into territory complicating
my emotions about so many things that
have distilled over the years or only hours,
thoughts of childhood, the homeless, 
a recession, war, famine, comfort, and
how did I come to this very point, why now?
The wine is more existential than I initially thought,
my resolve is to press on regardless,
while mulling over the juice of my thoughts.


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Nothing Stays The Same – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 26 26.11.22

Prompt: Write a rethink poem (rethink an earlier poem, a conversation, a belief etc.)

Nothing Stays The Same

As the morning light warms the bay
I ponder the movement of the sun as I have
remembered its habits of days and seasons,
though such thoughts I know to be imprecise,
even a little jumbled, tangled, in my mind and
as I pondered it dawned on me that I too
change over days and seasons,
moving as habit, though never precisely,
a little jumbled and tangled, 
changing just as light changes especially 
when life is clouded or when the sun is intense,
nothing stays the same,
the bay is not the same as it was a few years ago
and neither am I or the things I hold close.


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Is Life Always Having To Reduce To Mere Frippery? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

One for two:

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 25 25.11.22

Prompt: Write a serious poem

Also submitted to dVerse Poets – OLN hosted by Grace – the night we choose a poem to submit.

Is Life Always Having To Reduce To Mere Frippery?

Is life always having to reduce to mere frippery,
those ice cream feel good moments invoked
to ward off anything approaching a taxing frown,
or wrestling an unresolved disquieted question?

Those ice cream feel good moments invoked
as stave for anything that would reduce laughter,
or wrestling an unresolved disquieted question
that awakens in the recesses of my mind.

As stave for anything that would reduce laughter,
whatever comes to hand will do for combat
that awakens in the recesses of my mind,
rather than face the seriousness that perches there.

Whatever comes to hand will do for combat
to ward off anything approaching a taxing frown,
rather than face the seriousness that perches there,
is life always having to reduce to mere frippery?



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For The Life Of Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 24 24.11.22

prompt: Write a for [blank] poem. e.g. For the sake of the children or, forgive and forget.

For The Life Of Me

For the life of me I don't understand how
it remains unseen,
squashed down,
hidden in plain sight,
covered over in the sensibilities of a 
small-minded, bygone era,
like a tight, ill-fitting tuxedo,
it looks out of place on you,
O how I wish you could see it.


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Navigated Wreckage – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 23 23.11.22

Prompt: write a family poem

Navigated Wreckage 

Mostly, 
the rails were true,
but when the train came off 
it was spectacular,
terror coursed our veins,
my father's hands were heavy,
and life became
navigated wreckage.


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Aphrodite In A Glass – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Punam is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about whiskey or alcohol in some form.

dVerse Poets- Poetics – Cheers

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“Too much of anything is bad, but too much whiskey is barely enough.” Mark twain

Aphrodite In A Glass

Velvet tango,
slow, slow,
seductive,
a voluptuary,
warm,
smooth,
the heat of soothe,
to be sipped with intention,
rolled around the tongue,
swallowed with care,
strangely, 
it is masculine named
or geographically placed,
and yet in my experience,
whiskey is more subtle,
feminine and
called Aphrodite.


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Love Is – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 22 22.11.22

Prompt: write a love poem

Love Is

Love is in the mundane,
it inhabits the ordinary that passes between two people,
it is more that the sum of physics,
surpasses metaphysics,
shines brighter than any halo of the special,
dines out on lunal turns,
spins with the excitement of the what ifs,
dwells in continents of unity,
is only found in understandings rare,
communicates only through the eyes,
knows madness, sorrow and joy,
wraps limbs,
savours lips,
remains uncaptured yet forever tied,
love is the truest fiction made real,
even just for a second.



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