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The Remembrist – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I mistrust all systematizers and avoid them. The will to a system is a lack of integrity.” Friedrich Nietzsche

The Remembrist 

I'm trying to remember the 
moment we lost connection,
begging the question, what 
are we the product of and, 
how ever did we outsource 
our lives, virtualising our
experiences?

Lately I've been trying to imagine 
myself in a different world, but 
the problem remains steadfast,
and all the while our lives are
missing, our faces false advertising.


Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Whose Time Has Come – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: From acmstravel.com a view of the Whanganui River, NZ which in 2012 was recognised in NZ law as a natural entity with legal rights equivalent to humans. This followed on from the first landmark case in 2008 in Ecuador when the Vilcabama River was protected by granting it rights at law.

“Nature cannot be seen solely as a resource to be owned, exploited and profited from.” Suzanne Benally

Whose Time Has Come

Global never thinks local,
only to its own lusted desires,
but among the suited ties of
the mean sx landing barges
comes the conscienced 
resistance of the locals, 
whose time has come to speak
of cousins as rivers and trees,
whose rights are sacred and
who now wait to sue the suits
off miners who would euthanase 
every breath of life in an irony
of futures doomed.


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Let’s Just Say – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“History is a set of lies agreed upon” Napoleon Bonaparte

Let's Just Say

Let's just say that we know that it's not true,
but that we'll conspire to fabricate its
foundation for the acceptance of the masses,
who innocently swallow the hollow loaf of 
carefully constructed , shall we call them lies,
or will someone's feelings be hurt should we 
dare to speak of what we know, because 
what we know is inadmissible in the cleverly
managed sphere of public gullibility.


Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Fair Fare – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Linda is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to write using the word fair.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Let’s God To The Fair

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“What makes the farmers market such a special place is that you’re actually creating community around food.” Bryant Terry

Fair Fare

There's anarchy in mung beans,
promises in adobe dung bricks,
salvation in fenugreek and cumin,
the whole world's a natural honey,
a string of beads strung by Saffron 
one full moon of love ago in this 
strange fair of life whose fare is smiles.


Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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That Train – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown.” E. M. Forster

That Train

The train of creative questions pulled into the station,
disbursing openness and opportunity like spilt milk,
offering succour for those ready to drink its ideas
and embrace a future soon to be remembered.

disbursing oppenness and opportunity like spilt milk,
parting the mists of close indifference and fear,
and embrace a future soon to be remembered,
untelling the stories that limit and hold us prisoner.

Parting the mist of close indifference and fear,
to face the near reality our naked selves,
untelling the stories that limit and hold us prisoner,
knowing that love is unconditionally ours.

To face the near reality of our naked selves,
offering succour for those ready to drink its ideas,
knowing that love is unconditionally ours,
the train of creative questions pulled into the station.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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The We Of We – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: shutterstock.com – an Echidna

“Hell is truth seen too late.” Thomas Hobbes

The We Of We

I want to tell you that I
love the echidna and the kangaroo,
I love them for them and not for
their objective value or their two
dimensional post card symbolism,
I and they are the we of we,
of life and blood, of oxygen and
spirit, if it were not so I would not 
be here writing this paean.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Exhaling Hope – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image: the wallpaper.co A fractal – never ending and infinitely complex patterns that repeat across scales. They exist between our familiar dimensions.

“The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.” Martin Luther King Jr. (which he borrowed from Theodore Parker)

Exhaling Hope

Fractals of compassion,
microscopic beauty
clear to the naked eye in
the everyone journey of justice,
bending that arc and 
shortening its awaited time,
holding ourselves accountable
for neighbours of every 
living kind, that all might
breathe as we breathe,
inverting mindlessness,
exhaling hope.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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We Walk Together – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the centre.” Kurt Vonnegut

We Walk Together

I didn't set out to be different or
to speak plainly, or set myself apart but,
the people and places I inhabit are the
geographies of the borderlands, life at the 
margins, where camel hair is fashionable
and locust with wild honey is a delicacy,
and truth pales to insignificance where
unspoken trust is second nature and no
one is judged for being themselves
because, although we walk in different 
directions, we walk together on the 
fringes of life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Dear Leaders – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Grace at dVerse is hosting Meeting the Bar, and the theme we are invited to write about is Protest. dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Protest Poetry

Photo: ocjndaily.com Ocean City, New Jersey, a protest in response to the murder of George Floyd.

“There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.” Elie Wiesel

Dear Leaders

There is no life in you,
you who are nothing more
than a husk blowing in the 
winds of rebellion,
I see your guns and gas
uniformed in fear of decency as
you sneer at the sensitivities of
ordinary people concerned for
some semblance of democracy
midst the pious, honeyed corruption
you pedal to steal the dreams of
our children as you piss in our waters
and foul our fields with your 
poisonous rhetoric so religiously
flavoured as to make God vomit,
while you continue to kill your 
own as if blood stains down your
highways is some note of triumph
for the totems you bend to in your 
spineless dereliction of humanity.
You can kill my body but you will
never kill my enduring spirit that
is me, we, together naming your
legacy of fetid lies and murder,
and we will make a road of integrity
to pass right over you without 
memorial or reward save for some
flowers to mark the hollow graves
that you are.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Off The Rails – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – What A sight

Photo: Old rail line near Bonnie Rock

“Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.” Lin Yutang

Off The Rails

What a sight this happenchance,
no more the corporate sea of
smoke and steam or voices echoing 
through this once vale of life in
this distant place of hardships
now erased as nature grips the
demons of steel by the throat,
all the while laughing at the thought
of progress in a place so fragile
where life so quickly goes
off the rails.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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