Monthly Archives: May 2019

Electile Dysfunction – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: View of the car park at the foot of Bluff Knoll, taken from the half-way point through the lifting fog.

“To win the people, always cook them some savoury that pleases them.”  Aristophanes, ‘The Kinghts’

Electile Dysfunction

Precipitation reigned raining
as damp held court and
mystery rose to the heavens
where nothing was said
and the veil remained
holding me without a vision,
moving slowly
not knowing which way to go
I ascended the mountain
trusting feet over eyes,
receiving pedestrian news
until,
finally,
the veil lifted cracked
and I caught
infinitesimal hope,
just down in the
bottom corner,
that the sun might yet
warm the heart
of this broken land.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Made A Path – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Foreign – Word of the Day

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Made A Path

The albatross of grand ideas finally landed
strewn across the beach
in the year that I became an iconoclast
and realised that I didn’t belong,
so, I let go the balloon and
made a path
that blazed.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Reach Beyond – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Reach Beyond

O how the imagination thinks
weaving kingdoms,
portals of alchemy
that reach beyond the
second draw of life and
open to something smaller
while yet greater,
a minute expanding to a second
somehow yet an hour
untortured,
to glimpse a heartfelt,
something deep inside
unsullied,
shining.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Escher’s Child – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Escher’s Child

Escher’s child
was all complete
white picket fence
and garden so,
no time for disorder
or disjunction of sense,
the stairs went up
and not about
six hundred and forty-two
and a plant atop,
fathers view was slant,
of course,
but Gladys knew
it went right up.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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To Let It Go – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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To Let It Go

To let it go
a wrench of the self
that old school book
an identity so dull now
so precious then,
is it that I yearn for what was,
all I could be,
or, is it that I am less settled now
in my certainty?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Never Looking Back – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Never Looking Back

We were sometimes
perpendicular
though the compass was our home
at all angles,
we were uncontained
in a contained world,
transmogrified
our hearts sleeveless
constantly moving
roaming the inner worlds
as much as the outer
never looking back.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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So Pretty – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 lines – Flamingo

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So Pretty

So pretty even Manfred hit you up
vanguard of birthdays and anniversaries
blood red feathered flame of life
beautiful to behold your everything
touch me with your slender grace.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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I Am Of Sorts – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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I Am Of Sorts

I am dressed in myself
a wicker of caught things
a mudling of all things
growing,
melding,
like a time capsule
ever expanding into
the unknown serpentine flow
yet too, though
encrusted of forms,
not hindered
or weighed down,
at least
in this prescient moment,
supernova,
a noe
of sorts.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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We Will -a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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We Will

Rest on my heart which beats as yours
I sense the precipice on which you stand
and have stood there
as others have stood
time and again,
let me weep with your weeping
I am already washed in your flow
as you have been in mine,
rest on my shoulder as I rest on yours
and, take my hand
as I take yours
together
we will
step back and
begin again.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Friends – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: Wandoo tress at Mt. Observation, Mundaring, W.A. just on the boundary between Northam and York. This forms part of the Wandoo National Park and forest reserve in the Darling Range.

 

Friends

The Wandoo tree touched me,
unselfishly
it sent a leaf
which spiralled from so high,
slowly descending
on the warm air
and finally,
unannounced
it caressed my cheek,
we were hardly close before
but in that moment
there was a knowing and
the Wandoo tree and I were friends.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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