“The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.” Lucretius
Leaving Me Wondering Water loved you wet, bathing your roughened pain, revealing your inner smooth, toned, grain to my careful eyes of wander along your skin so warm holding the sun, nestled together against the tide of times, leaving me wondering how you knew to be here. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
“To find a seashell is to discover a world of imagination.” Michelle Held
The One Shore Thing I cling to rock as to precarious life, keeping my balance, holding the ocean inside, ever self-sufficient in the salted tides of existence, a veteran of wind and wave, I'm the one shore thing to be here in all the tomorrows of gulls and snapper, carrying the same four walls I was born with, ever expanding, just like my sense of the world around me, that I'm living in a great adventure one scrape at a time. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
“The learned who can explain the meaning of truth are not found everywhere.” Nagarjuna
Where The Water Caught Fire The one way, where dual binaries easily slip away unnoticed by the focussed heart, who looks for the now of now, an ecstasy of the soft underfoot, the heathed path shadowed by clouded greys above my thoughts of encompassing all that is, because it is, and embody the feelings that wash over me as words choke and desire wants to shout in this moment of encounter at this still point of interdependence, in the very place where the water caught fire and I became. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“Resistance to change is always the biggest obstacle.” Chris Paine
Poured Out I am poured out, the lesser into the greater, past the static and the solid intrusions of the corners of my life that sit so comfortably in my way, but I go around the irrepressible moments that seek an ending, and surge on into the unspoken dream, that beckons more. Copyright 2021 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
At dVerse Mish is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to use the word or its forms – Smudge.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Smudge
“The land knows you, even when you are lost.” Robin Wall Kimmerer
As Before The wind pierced me so in beautiful ways, of which words fail in the telling; clouds painted the sky, touching your rays and I took them by the hand, knowing, as before, your joy would wash the earth and smudge my soul with gratitude. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“Looking at beauty in the world, is the first step of purifying the mind.” Amit Ray
Shaped By The Sea Naked you are upon this open shore, exposed as honest cracks and crags, a weary bulwark against the mighty sea, ∽ even so, what rugged beauty emanates ∼ from this garden shaped by the sea, sparse and roughly tendered delight, perfectly textured for all to see. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“In the midst of winter I found there was within me an invincible summer.” Albert Camus
I Know They Will Winter stirs suggestively, knowing that it sets the bones so well, that one feels before it is felt, knowing that it desires to be penetrated by shafts of intangible sunlight, latterly I reach out, and they dance away behind the laden, grey clouds, with no promise of returning, but I know they will. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
“The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.” Aesop
Rain Sang The storm thundered in across the bay like a drum roll on sheet-metal, while the wind played tunes with leaves, ∼ and rain sang its song of healing ∽ Passing slowly across the grey sky, falling to kiss the earth with life, bringing silence and calm in its wake. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
At dVerse Sarah is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem around the word blue.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – Blue Tuesday
“Between stimulus and response, there is a space. And in that space lies our power to choose. And in our choice lies our growth and freedom.” (attr) Victor Frankl
I Wonder Where sky collides with earth, where oceans meet with clouds in indecipherable moments, a conversation easily irrupts, translated between something grounded and something free, I'm not always certain of the meaning but it doesn't seem to matter, this convergence is devoid of portent, words as worlds so light, soft as night, spoken in tones of translucent blue sounds that enfold me and I wonder when I will return beyond my between. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
Filed under beach, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, quote, Spirituality
“The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.” Jacques Cousteau
Savouring The water slowly, gently, washes over my feet, more of a splish than splash from the lazy tide departing the quiet of the inlet for the sea, its bubbles and froth blinking in the sun, then becoming one with the sands of time, eventually I wandered home, not washing, but rather, savouring the sticky, salty feeling, and the smell of the sea on my skin. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Being OTD and How it Affects my Life - Recovering from Domestic Abuse - Finding peace and hoping for a happy future...
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We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
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Empowering creatives and consumers
poetry and collage art by Constance Bourg
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by his heart, and his friends can only read the title.
WordPress & Blogging tips, flash fiction, photography and lots more!
Poetry on demand
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I'm a shattered mirror. Poetry holds my broken pieces together.
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