Monthly Archives: September 2020

The Hollow Fruit – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Power is actualised only when word and deed have not parted company.” Hannah Arendt

The Hollow Fruit

I fertilised my mind and
pruned my soul with 
eager waiting as the fruit
of life began to ripen with 
anticipation, and soon I 
placed the melon, all glossy
and firm, on my table for 
sacrifice, and I took my 
knife and sliced it open,
only to find that it was 
devoid of seed and lacking
in good fruit, a false promise
and a sterile facade of all that
I'd hoped, perhaps imagined,
that would be mine, and I 
felt empty inside.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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To The Moon – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Frank is hosting Haibun Monday at dVerse and has invited us to use the word moon. dVerse Poets – Haibun Monday – To The Moon

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“The moon was up, painting the world silver, making things look just a little more alive.” N.D. Wilson

To The Moon

I found myself by a water darkly as moon wandered by and awakened my my soul with loves so ablaze with spring’s life as to raise the dead so long moribund of colour and light, and at once now alive. I sat for a while in night’s shadow as moon loved me, igniting my gladsome heart afresh with a thousand, thousand moments of radiant delight as a lake of fertile lotus. I stayed long in the hope that desire would kindle once more.

Transcending moon shines
while night heron wades
plenty of fish here.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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An Urgent Joy – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say.” Gregory Maguire

An Urgent Joy

The night has come at last
and I sit in a silence encroached
in a ponderance of shadows
speaking an ancient language of
where love has been these past days,
while there on the ceiling writ large,
a love letter of darkness transformed
into a subtle beauty of greys,
a life life worth living towards a
celebration of light that tones my
life with an urgent joy.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Letting Go – poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Creek in Mundaring

“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” Lao Tzu

Letting Go

I sat quietly by the creek,
lost in the meaningless meaning
of rushing water and found
myself in the moment of a
nothingness of doing and
time disappeared to irrelevance
where everything mattered and
nothing at all mattered much to me,
and when I rose I knew I could leave
that part of me that was always why.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Dear Leaders – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Grace at dVerse is hosting Meeting the Bar, and the theme we are invited to write about is Protest. dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Protest Poetry

Photo: ocjndaily.com Ocean City, New Jersey, a protest in response to the murder of George Floyd.

“There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.” Elie Wiesel

Dear Leaders

There is no life in you,
you who are nothing more
than a husk blowing in the 
winds of rebellion,
I see your guns and gas
uniformed in fear of decency as
you sneer at the sensitivities of
ordinary people concerned for
some semblance of democracy
midst the pious, honeyed corruption
you pedal to steal the dreams of
our children as you piss in our waters
and foul our fields with your 
poisonous rhetoric so religiously
flavoured as to make God vomit,
while you continue to kill your 
own as if blood stains down your
highways is some note of triumph
for the totems you bend to in your 
spineless dereliction of humanity.
You can kill my body but you will
never kill my enduring spirit that
is me, we, together naming your
legacy of fetid lies and murder,
and we will make a road of integrity
to pass right over you without 
memorial or reward save for some
flowers to mark the hollow graves
that you are.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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So Sly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“What you seek is seeking you.” Rumi

So Sly

Who conspired,
the water or the stars,
not withstanding wise camels
or knucklebones cast,
even lusted lustre could be closer
to my beaded sweated hankering
after your voluptuary offered,
so sly with a wink of your hips
just visible in your eyes
is how it all started so breathless,
unravelling in our unfathomed,
restless entwining.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Unlocking the Light – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Lillian at dVerse is hosting Poetics and has invited us to view four pieces of Catrin Welz-Stein’s art work as a visual stimulus to writing either an ekphrastic poem, or other poetic response. dVerse Poets – Poetics

Art: ©Catrin Welz-Stein generously provided for dVerse Poetics via Lillian.

“Beautiful moons make for special nights.” Verna Clay

Unlocking The Light

Moon smiled and said,
in a voice that floated,
if you truly love me you'll
find the welcome swallow
who holds the key to my
cosmic desire and fly to me
that I may unlock the light
dispelling shadow darkly
deep, that is yours,
and mine.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Offer – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

De at dVerse is hosting and it’s time to write a quadrille (44 words) and De has invited us to use some form of the word sky.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Sky

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“The moon always finds an opportunity to turn our attention from the ground beneath our feet to the sky above our head.” Mehmet Murat Ildan

Offer

Moon poised gracefully
in the night sky demure
behind her veil of clouds,
glow as smile never borrowed,
beauty spots alluring,
O to brush her cheek with
more than a sigh of longing,
to rise on tip-toe and offer
the love lighting my eyes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Waiting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Hardy Inlet looking up to the mouth of the Blackwood River, Augusta.

“Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.” Carl Jung

Waiting

I no longer seek myself as I did
in those familiar places of
tired satisfaction and now
wholly abandoned to an
indifference to the 
paths and patterns that 
brought me to this once
hallowed mask of imagined
meaning made in endless
passionate clinging to the 
squawking of gulls,
until I floated off into a 
spaciousness that knows no
bounds, an inner sanctum
of patient waiting.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Moonish – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets.” J.M. Wonderland

Moonish

Even when she was full
moon was moonish subtle,
her gestures wafting like
jasmine on a summer's eve
that stirs the heart to glow
as lover's light unveiled,
sung on by a chorus of
lesser glimmers of night,
that curved a smile on her
lips as she pretended not 
to see me in the shadows.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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