“How many passions cling to this wanderer’s sleeves?” Ikkyuu
That Rouge Of Love Amidst the pale blossom wild you were everywhere I looked without looking at all when you appeared in my jolted awareness, where I had been waiting, though not for you or so I thought and here was not the place of my dream, we were not, and yet we were, there, across the bustle of the crowd, inseparable, enjoined by the thread of destiny, that rouge of love. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” Rumi
Startled I was suddenly possessed by what had been spoken and just as suddenly feeling that I was complete, whole, floating in a warm sea of shifting thoughts so rare, slipping through those layers gently truthful and hidden in her inner landscape, where I sleep a different sense startled by her beauty. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“The pain passes, but the beauty remains.” Pierre August Renoir
Her Scarf He heard nothing, not the car doors or murmurs of the gathered, or the city swirling past, how could he when this day had come in spite of his standing hard fast against it as folly in a paper boat in a wild and raging sea, his sail her scarf, an amulet of what had been, it was enough, just the smell of her would help him through this darkened hour that spoke of endings, he felt her smile and sailed forth as the priest intoned not knowing that the horizon was not an edge. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.” Frida Kahlo
She She had given of herself in a longitude of fertile generosity wide, though not yet the best of her, for something felt stirs at her very core unleashed, but time has dimmed her memory now leaden with struggles past, of the glories of her youth where she learned to conquer the world and make it shine. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Rosemarie at dVerse has invited us to write a poem using the word wheat, or any of its derivatives. dVerse Poets – Poetics – Wheat
“In the very end of harvest, scarcity and want shall shun you; Cere’s blessing so is on you.” Ceres – ‘The Tempest’ Act 1V Scene 1 – William Shakespeare
The Very Fruit Mungo hummed a tune as he circled the paddock in steely revolutions, a sacrifice to the gods as the whirling blades cut swathe after swathe of golden denison, the very fruit of Ceres hips, sown broad in ripe April's arms detined to crust his lips with loaf and brew along that old Friday fertility rite, and Mungo hummed a tune. ©Paul Vincent Cannon Notes: Denison is a wheat strain used in parts of W.A. Ceres is the Roman goddess of the growth of food plants.
“Nothing is ever certain.” Alice Sebold
This Pathology What is a lie and when is it? If it remains unspoken is it a lie at all or just a secret waiting to be told some day with a passion devoid of facts? Or is a lie more an avoidance, a denial of responsibility that a face may be saved to preserve a difficult truth framed by shame? Once the path is well worn it becomes ever so familiar, like an old shoe or a friend, this pathology of gilded words of virtue untruthed, where will it end? ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“There’s a constant tension in climbing, and really all exploration, between pushing yourself into the unknown but trying not to push too far. The best any of us can do is tread that line carefully.” Alex Honnold
Nothing I'm not entirely certain of the day, but I know it began long ago when I descended the valley straight and began to climb my towering life, each step shedding some load while gaining expectations in my stead, longing, longing for the top, seeking for a vision, holding my cool, until at long last I arrived, with nothing to see and nothing to do, relief flooded through me, and then a silence so profound, a lightness of everything I carried back to the ground. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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VJs Weekly Challenge – What A sight
“Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.” Lin Yutang
Off The Rails What a sight this happenchance, no more the corporate sea of smoke and steam or voices echoing through this once vale of life in this distant place of hardships now erased as nature grips the demons of steel by the throat, all the while laughing at the thought of progress in a place so fragile where life so quickly goes off the rails. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Linda at dVerse is hosting Open Link Night where ewe are invited to post a poem of choice. dVerse Poets – Open Link Night
“Any government that places profit before people is pure evil.” Suzy Kassem
Shouting Underwater Those babble mouths, always a crooked apologia for crack cocaine capitalism's endemic asset stripping dealers who're always powdering their own noses, yet always the stench of decay seeps through everywhere, gaslighting the streets, curbing panaceas left, right and centre, and I feel as if I'm on fire and shouting underwater. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Filed under Economics, environment, Free Verse, injustice, life, philosophy, poem, politics, quote
“You should never let your fears prevent you from doing what you know is right.” Aung San Suu Kyi
Surely Surely, to be authentic is to know our imperfections and to know that we are less than the sum of our public persona, that our pixels blur when no one is looking at us, but does that diminish us in any way, does that prevent us from speaking the truth to power in the public square? Surely the one who has lived their mistakes is the one with a voice to share? ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Welcome to my personal blog site. I see myself as a free thinker, life explorer, and wisdom collector. Some of my favorite subjects are psychology, philosophy, relationships, society, reading, writing, technology, and lifestyle.
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Easiest GF DF recipes that ANYONE can prepare. No BS.
Gonna fill this page with breathings of my heart 💞
Welcome to my personal blog site. I see myself as a free thinker, life explorer, and wisdom collector. Some of my favorite subjects are psychology, philosophy, relationships, society, reading, writing, technology, and lifestyle.
Climate Change
this love fairy fell in love with her ghost
A Love Affair With The Past
Writing, blogging, journaling
Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul
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