Monthly Archives: October 2019

The Story Is Not The Story – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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Photo: gettyimages.com.au

“There’s a lot of difference between listening and hearing.” G.K. Chesterton

The Story Is Not The Story

And to think that I was so accusing
that you were in fact listening
the whole time and
able to regurgitate the whole
of my conversation
line by line verbatim,
you really listened,
and yet you didn’t hear at all,
you didn’t hear the story
within the story, for the
story is not the story,
the story is merely the
carrier of the story within
the story.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Favourite Thing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Favourite things

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Photo: herintalk.com

 

“Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.”  Anne Morrow Lindbergh

 

The Favourite Thing

Wines that palate tease and music stirs
books unpredictable deserve a place
alongside great food and tangled sheets,
but nothing can top those moments when we are
pleasured by our shared meaning in reflections.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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I Am Invited – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse – Poetics – Your Majesty

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Photo: looking out across the breakaway at Jindalee into the Victoria Desert.

 

“Words are the fallen ruins of silent majesty.”  Bryant McGill

 

I Am Invited

To think that the horizon is not of my doing,
an expansive ocular trove
kaleidoscoping emotions that
leave me sighing and faint,
as yet an inescapable addiction
for a mind enamoured with
a living beauty that speaks
in slant of cruciforms and
sunsets watercolour bleeding
that is so sweet to taste
more than fruit to my wonder vine,
I am undiminished
though simply an observer of
this vast raw beauty
tucked in the bottom left corner
of this living majesty
to which I am invited.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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How? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Tuesday – Winsome

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“She is a winsome wee thing. She is a handsome wee thing. She is a lo’esome wee thing. This sweet wife o’ mine.”  Robert Burns  1792.

How?

How is it you raise the sun
and warm my very earth
then turn the moon
spinning my heart
cartwheeling my mind
with kaleidoscope beams
even the moon lost its nightcap,
while Rhiannon laughed and even
Merlin raised an eyebrow
as I sighed at your
winsome ways.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Let Your Mind Be At Play – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

“VJs Weekly Challenge – Play

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The original illustrations by E.H. Shepherd for A.A. Milne’s Winnie the Pooh and Christopher Robin. (now owned by Disney)

 

“Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.”  Carl Jung

Let Your Mind Be At Play

The secret code to real life
is not the atrophy of an
over-laundered mind that
out-serious’ seriousness,
fully starched and brittle
an age-last retention challenged,
totally puckered,
no, unzipper your mind
imagine two headed dragons
and the purple gnome,
pirates and amazons,
magical places,
moonwalks and sea leagues,
zephyrs and orphic worlds,
go, scale that wall of maturity,
and run,
be free,
of even you
and let your mind be at play.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Process – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Discovery

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Image: ‘Vox Angelica’ by Max Ernst – artnet.com

“Painting is not for me either decorative amusement, or the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.”  Max Ernst

 

The Process

The giant bird and I became friends
though sometimes she left me alone far
from home and, no matter my peregrinations,
I was always only ever myself, discovery
was never the end it was the process.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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It Is My Beginning – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Sky

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Photo: pixabay.com
“The sky is not my limit … I am.”  T.F. Hodge

It Is My Beginning

Do fish ever worry about getting wet,
are we ever aware that the sky
touches our toes and that
on dark days
the cloud is simply that we
have forgotten that our feet
share the space with
all of nature
being coloured and gendered
utterly free,
cladding me,
welcoming my every breath,
waking and sleeping me,
inspiring and opening me,
the sky’s no limit at all,
it is but my beginning
a space we breathe
ourselves together.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The One Hidden – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetic Pop Art

At dVerse Poets Victoria has invited us to take Pop Art as inspiration for a poem.

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Image: ‘In Search Of History’ Alexander Kosolapov, 1982 – Sotsart

Note: SOTS-ART Soviet political art, a journey friend of Pop Art which, due to Soviet censorship of the 1970s – 80s, was mostly underground work.

 

“I’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.”  Andy Warhol

The One Hidden

The conspiracy of words and time
melds colour to a constancy of grey
like ever present winter clouds
brooding over truth
whatever that might be,
and indeed,
that is the question Pilate asked
non the wiser for a reply,
that certainty as a non-event is,
in truth, a certainty,
where facts like curbs
eventually erode and fritter
revealing the naked and bold-faced
lies of our fathers,
a constructed history by numbers,
O how we walked those grey blocks
seeking lucent hope,
just a glimmer of colour,
a taste of the real,
no, not that capitalist lie, freedom,
it is the one hidden in my breast.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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She So – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Chic

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Photo: fashionetter.com

 

“One is never over-dressed or under-dressed with a little black dress.”  Karl Lagerfeld

She So

Just like a Lincoln rose bud breaking open
she drew the eye to her certain beauty,
no mere hanger for clothes
everything that adorned her
became a crowning glory,
naked she was breathtaking,
dressed she became beauty,
a synchronicity of chic.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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At Ease – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics: Profiles – Portraits

Anmol at dVerse has invited us to write a profile or portrait (so, I’m not using a photo this time).

 

“Old man with a young mind is much younger than the young man with and old mind!”  Mehmet Murat Ildan

At Ease

His wrinkled face carried his life
and held his rheumy eyes
as they appeared to weep
in a grief of days now gone,
his greying hair a testimony,
a paean to a wisdom unspoken
while his gnarled hands were
badged by his plaid shirt,
perhaps too big
but he’d thinned a lot
these past two years
just as he shuffled
more than walked,
he slid into the seat across
and ordered his coffee in
slow and carefully appointed words
completely at ease with his world.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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