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Am – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Ocean Beach, near Denmark, Western Australia.

“On this path let your heart be the guide.” Rumi

Am

I am at the edge,
beyond the vanishing horizon,
where wave and shore become one 
and where sand lines are being 
effortlessly redrawn by those who
are nowhere to be seen, though 
deep down I suspect they are real,
forcing me to look closer at my
ambivalence towards the world
and know that I must draw my 
own lines, whose strands will
never unravel in the face of the
strange tides ahead.


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The Unfolding – a Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Frank is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write about winter.

dVerse Poets – Haibun – Winter

Photo: from a couple of years ago, a winter storm rolls in on the south west corner of Western Australia – Augusta, where two oceans meet. The waves sure were thundering in. Visible is the historic waterwheel which fed fresh water to the Lighthouse community behind me. If you look real close there’s a gull on the wooden channel atop the wheel.

“In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.” William Blake

The Unfolding

Hitchcockian howl growl winds push water into thunderous demolition of delicate sands, forever changing the face of this coastal scape. Plovers have retreated to the high dunes, gulls and terns have taken refuge. Tomorrow it will slow and the next day it will settle, but nothing will be the same. Every bruise irrevocably changes the fundamental fabric of this tapestry I look upon. Torn limbs and trunks strewn, the line of sand permanently altered, rocks covered or exposed.

The singular delighting indulgence is to brave the aftermath and the cold and walk the littered beach of treasures, shells, driftwood, someones things, the sadness of a dead fish. The gulls scree once again, plovers skitter along and crabs scuttle as if nothing has happened. There is at once a horror and awe at the sheer force of it all, and in both there is the child's eyes.

skies darkening low
wind wraiths storm tender soft sands
trinkets offered up

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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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The Breaking Wave – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Rocks along Cape Leeuwin

“One can be the master of what one does, but never of what one feels.” Gustave Flaubert

The Breaking Wave

Standing on the shore of feeling,
watching the horizon, waiting,
being engulfed, thrust beyond
in swirls of murky images, thrown
beyond the foaming crest into
the boiling current of deep 
inner turmoil, full of dangerous
rips along jagged coral memories,
finally resurfacing in the calm 
of the breaking wave.


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I Relish The Rocks – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: the shore at Skippy rocks, Leeuwin

“To escape and sit quietly on the beach – that’s my idea of paradise.” Emilia Wickstead

I Relish the Rocks

I do enjoy soft sand, and
wading slowly in the shallows,
but I relish more the rocks where I 
can perch like a gull and scuttle
like a crab along crevices and nooks,
pools of clear water, and weather 
beaten granite, watching the sea-weed 
waving to me, fish caught in tidal
moments, sitting, waiting for release,
the crabs braving daylight, and the 
sensation of water rushing in, 
receding down the rocks in tender,
soothing wash.


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Leaving Me Wondering – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: along the beach at Leeuwin.

“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.


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The One Shore Thing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: mollusk shells at Skippy Rock, Augusta

“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.


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Where The Water Caught Fire – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: section of the Cape to Cape Walk, Mokidup.

“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.

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Poured Out – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Video: The flow of the brook – Ellensbrook – as it enters the sea.


“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.

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As Before – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to use the word or its forms – Smudge.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Smudge

Photo: The point where the brook feeds into the ocean – Ellensbrook – its indigenous name is Mokidup.

“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.

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