Monthly Archives: November 2021

Greater Than – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to use the word crown.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Heady is the Poem that Wears a Crown

Photo: Paulls Valley, Mundaring

“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” Khalil Gibran

Greater Than

If I called you a princess
what would your throne look like,
you are so tall above your peers,
selflessly sheltering all, giving life 
by your breath and wholeness by
your astounding beauty lavished 
on my eyes, your crown greater 
than every trinket jewel.


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Yes – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I think the eyes flirt most. There are so many ways to use them.” Anna Held

Yes

Never a word in
this delicious conversation,
your eyes yessed mine
with unnerving penetration,
without invitation,
your corners creased with
Persephone's confidence,
your gentle assault overrunning 
my fleeting ambivalence,
putting doubt to the sword in
deft strokes of sparkle.


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But Of Birthing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk.” Marge Piercy

But Of Birthing

Have you ever noticed a chrysalis evolve,
or seen a chicken lay an egg or watched a
woman give birth, surely that is precious
and privileged in the nature of things,
the mystery of life at its most raw,
a beautiful exposure of vulnerability pure,
but of birthing, what is said of the inner,
what is being birthed within me, through me,
what transforms, what grows, as I navigate 
this amazing world?


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And Yet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: post dawn over the Blackwood River (taken in June – winter)

“An age is called “dark”, not because the light fails to shine but because people refuse to see it.” James Michener

And Yet

And there we all were,
no cares in our world,
sole operators without 
reference to any of the
subtle reminders that we 
are not outside nature's pull,
how small we seem now,
and yet, a thin golden thread
casts a path into the night
of our days.


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Something – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night – posting our own choice.

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“Real awakening comes with an inherent sense of integrity.” Adyashanti

Something

Something came out of me largely dark,
the success of a poultice of intentions,
avoiding, of course, any hemlock or such,
an ending far too premature for the journey.

The success of a poultice of intentions
and is restricted only by somatic fears,
an ending far too premature for the journey
should fear be allowed to take centre stage.

And is restricted only by somatic fears
where the body lays and lies so innocently
should fear be allowed to take centre stage,
would my centre hold in glorious duality?

Where the body lays and lies so innocently,
avoiding, of course, any hemlock or such,
would my centre hold in glorious duality,
something came out of me darkly large.


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Dancing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“But still, like dust, I’ll rise.” Maya Angelou

Dancing

The less used room full of stuff,
dry books and papers on a table,
curtains drawn even though it is
only afternoon and nowhere hot,
the sense that this room is always so
except for the chink where they meet.

There a shaft of piercing light
catches my eye, more for the
dancing dust on threads of sun
a nod to the surrender of life now
filling the scene before me, and I 
get to wondering, one day I too will
dance  on shafts of golden light.


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So Serene – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sarah is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write an Ekphrastic poem based on the art work of her late friend and painter Fay Collins.

dVerse :Poets – Poetics – Fay Collins Revisited

Painting: ‘Floating – Seaweed’ (courtesy of) Fay Collins

“There’s never an end for the sea.” Samuel Beckett

So Serene

So serene,
the gentleness of blue on blue, 
that old exchange between sea and sky
speaking soft whispers to me,
though energy pervades the horizon
as clouds gather ready to bear change,
might it, or might it not rain today or
tomorrow, will the sound of wind cover 
everything to a deafness, and I cannot 
decide whether the foreground wall of 
rock entertains a break as gate or lure,
but either way danger lurks, and yet, 
through it all Collins has kept a peace
that holds in the languid seaweed 
floating in quiet confidence to which 
I feel invited.


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Thanks For Today – Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Frank is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to give thanks.

dVerse Poets – Haibun – Giving Thanks

Photo: a bobtailed lizard on its regular journey around the house.

“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.” William Shakespeare

Thanks For Today

Today was an honest day, one of those hard slog days to make something happen that has waited in abeyance for all the right things to fall into place. The creation of a centre-piece pond that one day soon will be home to koi and lotus. A perfect place to rest awhile and reflect, to find a sit-spot and draw near.

I was engrossed in my tasks, but nature interrupted me. The flutter of a honeyeater next to me working the tree, a diving beetle below me ever hunting, some blue-banded bees stirring the nectar with great care, and a bobtailed lizard sneaking past across the horizon, checking up on me. I drifted into this vista and paused to reflect and give thanks for these precious gifts and the richness of this moment.

one more paving brick
my stack is getting much thinner
diving beetle smiles.


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The Ordinary Sacred – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“…. we exist together in a sacred field of meaning.” Joy Harjo

The Ordinary Sacred

The plaque offered to peg one of those 
'our lady of the moment' moments, 
a memory without words, companion 
to possibility, opening the fire of
ancestors , asking the question,
what next? A jumbled melange of 
intentions? A triumph of the ages?
or the feeling of saffron, the taste of 
incense and, all the while, inching
toward the ordinary sacred.


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Such Zest – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Breakfast without orange juice is like a day without sunshine.” Anita Bryant

Such Zest

The carnal pleasure of 
oily citrus rind sits before me
and glistens in my eye,
breathes into my nose,
combs my tongue with such
zest as to make me crave its
juice at once, to quench at
once the day's dusted throat
of mine crying out for that 
conundrum of sugar and acid
that awakens.


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