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Such Adventures – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See? Willow Poetry

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Such Adventures

Just this once
he’d walked instead of the bus,
his mind a whirl
since, and ungraciously,
clearing out the spare room,
being immediately distracted
by so much past
but especially, most especially,
his temporarily forgotten
dog-eared and yellowed
‘Tales of Worthington’,
of derring-do
and worlds beyond worlds.
He sighed,
such adventures,
as he rounded the corner
into Brink street
past the old familiar
wasteland of the mill,
he felt drawn to have a look
and before he could find a way in,
he was somehow
already overlooking the wall,
as a ladder of no ordinary type
had appeared and swept him up,
and there it was,
Worthington’s Worlds, all majestic
just as he’d imagined,
and, in the next moment,
as he moved forward
he wondered if Mabel would miss him.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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My Quest – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See? Willow Poetry

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My Quest

I had a dream
that I rode my white charger
across Ramsdale Bridge
by way of returning to Tintagel,
my quest for the Grail as yet, incomplete.
Too late I saw old Afrit
sleeping underneath,
my steed trod lightly
for he sensed the dragon
and we passed safely,
at that very moment I awoke
and feeling peckish
I set out on a quest to the fridge,
crossing the old wooden floor
carefully on tiptoe
lest I awaken my mother-in-law
who slept nearby.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Your Key – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Your Key

Enchantress,
always at the crossroads
frieze key at your finger tips
smiling down on Demeter
who hopes for the gift
of prosperity
while all others
desire your protection
for their doors.
But your one true gift
is the key
to cross the threshold,
that some may be gods
some will be Titans
should you favour their devotion
with your key to another world
where your love unlocks the eternal.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Hecate – Εκατη, an acknowledged inclusion in the Greek pantheon was the protector of homes and people, and who also had the key to eternity.

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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There Is Colour – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Wild Card

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V.J. has set a challenge to look over the past week’s writing and choose a word or phrase that repeats and write about that. Well my word is colour …

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There Is Colour

He said,
he really did,
he didn’t even blink
there was no guile,
sincere, he just let it out
“I just don’t see colour.”
Well, there you go
in your disregard
focussing on self
issuing platitudes and
diminishing a fundamental
heartfelt me, we and us,
with a blancmange of nothingness,
while everywhere
there is is colour to be celebrated,
and not just white!

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,  pvcann.com

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Prismatic Embrace – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Tell The Story

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Thank you to the Bag Lady for the challenge.

 

Prismatic Embrace

 

The shortest walks can be the longest
when absence wounds and steals,
yet tonight
I faced my fear
and walked our walk alone,
the rain kissed softly.
just the right sort of melancholy,
and for a time I was abstracting puddles
and feeling my way,
till I noticed the light of your love,
a prismatic embrace,
reaching down to me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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I Said I’d Be Home For Christmas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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I Said I’d Be Home For Christmas

I heard it before I saw it,
an ancient sound,
a single engine piper,
that was in descent to the frozen field,
then I saw it,
bright yellow,
it yawed to one side as it hit the snow,
and corrected to a fine halt.
Some old guy clambered out,
a picture of an era gone,
leather bomber jacket
straight out of 42.
My mother holding the door frame,
gasped,
they threw themselves at each other
with sobs and kisses,
the long silence punctuated with:
secret ops,
Burma,
hopelessly lost,
but I said I’d be home for Christmas,
Honey, she said,
its ten years gone,
Well, he said,
a promise is a promise.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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3.2.1 Quote Me! Nomination – Imagination

3.2.1 Quote Me! Imagination

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Painting: “Easter” by ©Paul Vincent Cannon

It was a pleasant surprise to be nominated for the 3.2.1 Quote Me! A big thank you to msjadeli at tao-talk.com  and please check out her blog.

I will post two quotes dedicated to the Topic of the Day, which is Imagination. The origin of the challenge comes from Rory  This is a fun way to challenge, so thank you msjadeli and to Rory for the opportunity to take part. And please check out his blog.

If you are curious and love quotes then check out the 3.2.1 Quote Me! Directory at 3.2.1 Quote Me! Directory

Topic For Today: “Imagination”

“It is of course ironical that I, a psychiatrist, should at almost every step of my experiment have run into the same psychic material which is the stuff of psychosis and is found in the insane. This is the fund of unconscious images which fatally confuse the mental patient. But it is also the matrix of a mythopoeic imagination which has vanished from our rational age. Though such imagination is present everywhere, it is both tabooed and dreaded, so that it even appears to be a risky experiment or a questionable adventure to entrust oneself to the uncertain path that leads into the depths of the unconscious.

It is considered the path of error, of equivocation and misunderstanding. I am reminded of Goethe’s words “Now let me dare to open wide the gate/past which men’s steps have ever flinching trod.” The second part of Faust too, was more than a literary exercise. It is a link in the Aurea Catena which has existed from the beginnings of philosophical alchemy and Gnosticism down to Nietzsche’s Zarathrustra. Unpopular, ambiguous, and dangerous, it is a voyage of discovery to the other pole of the world.” Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams and Reflections.

and …

“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.”  Lewis Carroll

Both quotes are very close to my heart.

Rules:

Thank the nominator.
Post two quotes for the dedicated topic of the day.
Select three bloggers to take part in the 3.2.1 Quote Me!

*Note: Although it is a Topic For The Day there is in fact no specific deadline which means you are free to participate when you can.

My Nominees are:

Positive Side Of The Coin

Singlesdust

Charmed Chaos

Paul, pvcann.com

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DAY 3 – LYRIC CHALLENGE

Again, thankyou to OJSPRIDE for my nomination to this creative three day Lyrical Challenge. If you haven’t checked out her blog, then you really must.

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A man of many talents, Bob dylan has made his mark on the world as one of the great poets, and great song writers. I like the way George Harrison larconically introduced him at the Concert For Bangladesh (two multi-artist concerts held at Maddison Square Garden on August 1, 1971) – “I’d like to bring on  a friend of us all.”

My Choice for this third and final Lyrical challenge is Dylan’s song “The times They Are A-Changin'” from the album of the same name released in 1964. And in 1964 there was a gathering whirlwind of change on every front. Ironically, it is a song as much for today as it was back then, a sad commentary on how we have progressed, but not yet progressed in some key areas of human and environmental realtions.

 

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Come gather ’round people wherever you roam,
And admit that the waters around you have grown,
And accept it that soon you’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you’d better start swimmin’
Or you’ll stick like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics who prophecize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide,
The chance won’t come again,
And don’t speak to soon
For the wheels still spin
And there’s no tellin’ who
That it’s namin’
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen,
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the dorrway,
Don’t block the hall,
For he who gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled,
There’s a battle
Outside and it’s ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows
And rattle yor walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land,
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’,
Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line is drawn,
The curse it is cast,
The slow one now will
later be fast,
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the Times they are a-changin’

©Bob Dylan, Sony/ATV Music Publishing.

 

Today my three nominations to this challenge are:

Philosophy Through Photography

Real Life Of An MSW

Twenty Four

 

Rules:

Thank the person who moniated you.

Share one of your favourite song/lyrics one at a time for three days.

Nominate three other bloggers each day.

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Day 2 – Lyric Challenge

Something – Lyrical Challenge Day 2

Thank you to OJSPRIDE for the challenge, go check out her blog.

So day two and my choice today is George Harrison’s ‘Something’ from the Beatles’ ‘Abbey Road’ album of 1969 (completed in August of that year). I am a fan of the Beatles, George in particular. This was his first A-side single with the band. This was the Beatles last recording as a band, though Let It Be, which was recorded in January 1969 was released in May 1970, so Let It Be was the last album to be released by the band.

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Something

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover,
Something in the way she woos me.
I don’t want to leave her now,
You know I believe and how.

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don’t need no other lover.
Something in her style that shows me.
I don’t want to leave her now,
You know I believe and how.

You’re asking me will my love grow,
I don’t know, I don’t know.
You stick around now it may show,
I don’t know, I don’t know.

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her,
Something in the things she shows me.
I don’t want to leave her now,
You know I believe and how.

 

©Harisongs Pty Ltd, George Harrison

My three nominations are for this challenge:

Fabric That Made Me

Crushed Caramel (Leaner At Love)

Words for Life

Rules:

Thank the person who nominated you.

Share one of yo ufavourite song/lyrics one at a time for three days.

Nominate three other bloggers each day.

Paul,

pvcann.com

 

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