So cool
as you touch my lips,
I love the wet
and the spice of you
a rich perfume
that I can taste,
smooth
unblended nectar
like liquid velvet,
and in all the world
there’s none like you
at all
my jar of whiskey.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: returnofkings.com
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Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, Quadrille
You want me
to lie down with you
in that watery grave.
but you lie to me of
such voluptuary,
with naked invitation
and I am so tempted
save for the deafness of steel,
this wall between your song
and my uncertainty.
For now
I’m content to savour your gifts
and I shall dream of you more,
tonight.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, and know the place for the first time.” T.S. Eliot ‘Little Gidding’ (Four Quartets)
In my dream
we launched the Major Tom
and thrust through painted skies
hung with unknown stars,
like Theramania and Volsatus,
with exotic faces
and rarefied air,
a luminous melange
beckoning us
with exciting possibilities,
and yet,
even as we landed,
I knew that I was me
and you were you,
and that’s how it should be,
that’s how it is.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under astronomy, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, Space
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Sun kissed
petals undone
you opened in the warmth
and rejoiced
moist,
glassy,
smooth and
sweetly perfumed,
unfurling before me,
raw, naked,
beautiful,
my tender caress
the key.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under Free Verse, Gardening, love, poem, relationship, romance, Sex
Graphic: fanpop.com
The stone will only yield
what was forged in Avalon,
to the one fated of Pendragon,
a precursor to
the vain search for the grail,
a road of bones
and Guinevere’s hand,
who is only
to be shared round a table,
knights ignoble,
courting disaster,
washed in mead,
drifting through Camelot,
confused,
I look up as the bus arrives
at the city terminus,
and so my quest begins,
mobile in hand,
wrested from telco,
a precursor to
today’s vain search for purpose.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, Mythology, poem
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“The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most.” John Ruskin
Ms Palette
Some people are very grey,
while some are plain beige,
that’s who they are,
others, unfortunately,
are determinedly black or white
and entirely predictable,
some are bohemian rainbows,
free spirits,
some,
like my girl,
colour my day.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under creativity, Free Verse, life, love, poem, quote, relationship, romance
Photo: wall.alphacoders.com
That hazy spring afternoon,
as the sun soaked us,
we wandered
in that field of flowers,
as the bees were taking nectar,
sugar drunk,
buzzing so excitedly,
and we laid down,
humming that sacred tune
for all we were worth,
so drunk on loving.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, love, poem, Quadrille
Photo found at instantshift.com (photographer unknown). Elite runner Jaqueline Kiplimo helps disabled Chinese runner (name unknown) to drink while running the Zheng-Kai Marathon in 2010. She stayed with him for some time, costing her first place and the $10,000 prize money. I guess some things are more important than money. There’s something particularly moving about this for me.
Perhaps,
the world has, for a time,
taken to staring into its mirror,
but occasionally someone comes along,
and awakens our sense of the other,
like a man washing someone’s feet,
some woman helping lepers,
a sometime president living humbly
in a ramshackle farmhouse,
that fireman giving water
to a stranded koala,
or whoever helped the aged
person carry their groceries,
selfless beauty
that colours every breath.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem
Graphic – instamoz.com
I can hear Bonnie Tyler singing her hit, “It’s A Heartache.”
Limp, I am broken,
a ragdoll incomplete,
our love was spoken, unspoken,
but an emptiness speaks now,
of your sudden departure and all is so dry.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, love, poem
Photo: pixabay.com
Today I spoke to you in
a language so intense,
with more love than latin,
and most certainly french,
a language that feels,
as tongues speak of ecstasy,
and lips are guided by heart,
a veritable feast on
which to gorge,
yet never sated.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, love, poem, Quadrille, romance, Uncategorized
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once, i saw a girl, unstiching the stars so they'd tumble from the sky and fall on her feet.
It's just banter
Musings about art, fire, love, and the powers of light and darkness within us...
Surrounding yourself with the things that make you happy is the way I choose to live!!!
KINDNESS IS FREE, SPRINKLE THE STUFF EVERYWHERE🌏🌛☀🌟⚡
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Physic Dungu uses traditional divination & medium communication to assist clients in understanding any situation & healing the problem areas in your life using traditional healing by focusing healing energy & seeking the assistance of the deities to remove the problem.
the purpose of these blogs are to show you the revelations in my own life brought about by my own hand and the great lessons i learned from love in it's purest form once I listened 💜 as well as daily struggles I face while living with undiagnosed ADHD that's untreated💛 My raw thoughts unsensored are not for the weak of heart 💙
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We went to France ..... and then we came back.
Beauty, Bakes and Everyday Life
Because she can
Beauty, Fitness & Healthy Recipes
A creative mind with lots of amazing ideas😍(reviews, fiction and non fiction, write ups under the sun😊🤩
No bullshit guide to a well balanced life
One minute info blogs escaping the faith trap
Saving money toward financial freedom
Passion for the people. Lets talk. #mentalhealthadvocate
Published Author Site: Prose Poetry Collection
Science | Technology | Gadgets | Bots | Electronics | Cyberpunk | Aesthetic
once, i saw a girl, unstiching the stars so they'd tumble from the sky and fall on her feet.
It's just banter
Musings about art, fire, love, and the powers of light and darkness within us...
Surrounding yourself with the things that make you happy is the way I choose to live!!!
KINDNESS IS FREE, SPRINKLE THE STUFF EVERYWHERE🌏🌛☀🌟⚡
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Physic Dungu uses traditional divination & medium communication to assist clients in understanding any situation & healing the problem areas in your life using traditional healing by focusing healing energy & seeking the assistance of the deities to remove the problem.
the purpose of these blogs are to show you the revelations in my own life brought about by my own hand and the great lessons i learned from love in it's purest form once I listened 💜 as well as daily struggles I face while living with undiagnosed ADHD that's untreated💛 My raw thoughts unsensored are not for the weak of heart 💙
I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE TO BUT MOSTLY THANK THE GUYS MY FRIENDS AND I HAVE BEEN INVOLVED WITH BECAUSE ALL OF THE FOLLOWING STORIES ARE TRUE. Only names, dates and locations were changed to protect the fragile male ego.
Love and My World
Being the Ramblings, Lived Adventures, and Creative Works of a Modern Pirate
