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What Does Love Cost – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics

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“Anticipate charity by preventing poverty.”  Maimonides

What Does Love Cost?

What does love for others really cost,
what pain to wash their feet,
to serve and walk in other’s shoes,
and feed the hungry too,
what might that mean?
to give my coat and
be vulnerable, what then?
To forgive, no, really forgive,
how would that feel?
To live with an integrity that
values every form of life,
never seeking gain,
just imagine if we were
careless for the things
that alienate, the machine of empire,
the greed and gorge of living,
if we turned our guns to plough-shares
and plastic into roads,
just imagine what love might cost,
and go and cash the cheque.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Seeing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

Photo: Cafe in Bunbury, a spirited Willy Wagtail – the fly-catcher who came in from the cold!

 

“The highest proof of the spirit is love.”  Albert Schweitzer

 

Seeing

When the prophet spoke
the wait was long and dry
till some shepherds called
though few believed their news,
I glimpse her if I’m careful
in children passing by,
birds, laughter, dragonflies,
faces on the street,
wise wind of Sophia
ancient eternal present,
heartfelt.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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To Be A Voice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Rouse

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Photo: shutterstock.com  MLK 1963, Washington march for Civil Rights.

 

“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.”  Martin Luther King Jr.

 

To Be A Voice

As a child I heard your words
and did not know them,
later I could feel them,
roused as
one feels anything so powerful,
they pulsed,
electrifying,
lighting my fire
driving me on,
leaving no escape
nor hiding place,
other than to be a voice
in the same wilderness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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To Be Made Whole a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Ruined land was accepted as the collateral damage of progress.” Robin Wall Kimmerer

 

To Be Made Whole

Even before the flames extinguished
my thoughts were drawn
to broken things
like a box of children’s toys
grown old, less loved,
discarded by the way,
and so my wish was formed
around my sorrow
for all the broken ones
to be made whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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We Stole The Place – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Alien

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Photo: remit.com.au

 

“Recognise yourself in he and she who are not like you and me.”  Carlos Fuentes

We Stole The Place

Like Moses to the promised land
the pitiful migrants come,
aliens with new found purpose
we dash their hopes
and steal the fun,
we’ve pissed on all the posts
so, the soils ours
we don’t want your herbs
or scarves, or prayers,
go back
you don’t belong,
but then, nor do we,
we stole the place
only just a while ago,

©Paul Vincent Cannon

The title, to borrow a line, could well be “Good, good, good, God migration!

Paul, pvcann.com

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Jumbled Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The purpose – where I start –  is the idea of use. It is not recycling, it’s reuse.”  Issey Miyake

Jumbled Life

I went to the local op shop
to glimpse the passing of my life
in a multitude of styles and colours,
unboxed memories in
this museum of moments,
a house of bargains,
all recycled love
wondering where to home,
I took nothing tangible
but I left with joy
and the stirrings
of my childhood.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Glass Ball Poker – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Marble – RDP Sunday

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Glass Ball Poker

Dust puthered as the circle was scribed
center marked with a fat Tom Bowler
all the doogs are out,
aggies and cats eyes at the ready
tension holds the air
everyone is breathing shallow
strategies forming
a serious gamble
hopes running high,
someone will win the lot,
most will lose
perhaps their favourite,
dreams will be dashed,
glass ball poker
high roller stakes
before the siren,
life’s mnemonic.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Emotional Courage – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Intelligence – Word of the Day

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Emotional Courage

I want to sit at the table of openness,
I’d walk past the table of entanglement,
or the one reserved for those who lambast my ears.
or the one,
the long one, for the baggage handlers,
who carry too much anger
or some other that weighs them down
and anyone who sups from their menu.
I’d want to sit away from the narrow ones,
whose minds are fixed shut against beauty,
against abundance,
fearing failure,
or those whose minds are the universe
in their own singular legends.
No, I want to sit at the table of openness,
the place of emotional courage,
where the brain is heartfelt for other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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For Any – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Power – Word of the Day

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For Any

Gestures of power fall in different ways,
and becomes ways of being,
for good or ill,
either for self,
or, for community,
though neither to judged,
until power is imprisoned
and forced into perversion,
the servitude of the many for the one.
But beauty,
artistry,
compassion,
breath,
nature,
demand more,
they are great equations of true power,
neither for the one or the many,
simply love for any,
in this shared venture we call life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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For Ada – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Hospitality – RDP Friday

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For Ada, who we laid to rest today after a wonderful life lived for others, a friend who was more a true mother to ours and other families who were ever welcome in her home.

 

For Ada

No matter who came,
or how,
your door was always open,
nothing and no one was ever too difficult for you.
There was always a welcoming smile with a hug,
and a bottomless pot of tea,
a generous listening without solutions,
a love all embracing,
no judgement or guile lurked there.
You were stardust, magic, gift,
a welcoming warmth,
as mother to all,
you held us in your compassionate embrace,
while your life taught us unconditional love,
and gratitude for all that lives;
in you we have been truly blessed.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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