VJs Weekly Challenge – Stuff Happens
“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.” Akiro Kurosawa
Here I Am Mine was the cinder path and only later did my child's mind see the darkness of the struggle as a tree that never grows straight as whipped by rain, chastened by sleet and shaped by wind, all the while deprived in repellent rock lacking in goodness, but here I am leaning into the wind, smiling at all life's stuff. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
VJs Weekly Challenge – What A sight
“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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“I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.” Walt Whitman
Fleeting It happened, as I once noticed while traversing a field or two or so, that grass was fleeting, it came and went so momentary was this simple blanket of springs joy, its gloss soon enough a desicated paper, and in its brief passage, there I stood. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“We meet ourselves time and again in a thousand disguises on the path of life.” Carl Jung
Less Carefully The soul of language speaks my path into being as I stand in my innermost self seeking an image, words, that I might transcend my bolstered corner, that thwart of life layered deeply, that I might walk it less carefully, more with fiery blaze. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression it much come completely undone.” Cynthia Occe
Again In a moment, it seemed, the daisies arrived, bright, luminous and alive in colour that lifted my heart, I sat with them long as they flourished until, just as suddenly, they faded and died, and I grieved their loss wondering what it was I had forgotten, but then, just as quickly, I remembered, they would rise again. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Linda at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) on the subject of brambles. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Brambles
“The tastiest berries are often hidden. Do not despair if you haven’t found true love. Look under the leaves and branches of convention.” Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Juice By sun's zenith we plunged on filling our baskets brim, our shirts stained and torn, your cheek bleeding, eyes smiling and lips fulsome; by moon's zenith we plunge into the juice of life with sugar tongued, softly encrusted, moist slices of your blackberry pie. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
dVerse celebrates eight years of poetics and co-founder Brian Miller and host Grace have invited a poem that paints or creates a picture that we can see, smell, feel or hear. dVerse Poets – Poetics
At Kaltukatjara The crisp morning air hung with bacon long consumed, so too the brew with joyous banter and reveries of starlight, while I wandered softly on the land seeking space for thoughts that could not surface in the fray, yet made no sense in the silence, only the fallen mallee nuts made any effort to speak into my day. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Note: Kaltukatjara known also as Docker River, Northern Territory. Wonderful to see the original indigenous names being used more and more these past years by government and traveller alike.
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VJs Weekly Challenge – Theme Song
“Some birds are poets and sing all summer.” Henry David Thoreau
Many Songs As the sun rises so too the many songs that theme the changes of the hours,, from the calling of the sun to its setting down and sister moon of course, the birds o'clock is sometimes welcome, sometimes not, depending on my mood, but the best of theme songs not ever so loud comes the call as blue wrens dance the yard with shards of colur and such happy sounds. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
That said, our theme song is an old hit from the 80s by the Aussie band Mental As Anything titled “If You Leave Me Can I come too?” 😊
“A carefree letting go of oneself, not a caution, but a wise blindness.” Rainer Maria Rilke
To Trace To trace the colours of feeling, the very flowers of poetry, through psychic fonts, those heralds of incomplete meaning interrupted only by exceptions, the dispossession of intention swallowed in the jouissance of hope lurking in the shadow edge of the sun's haunting and delicious space in that uncrowded halycon hour. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Corvid – 2020 Weekly Challenge 13 (Final)
“There are many rhymes about magpies, but none of them is very reliable because they are not the ones that the magpies know themselves.” Terry Pratchett
Beware, The Magpies Are Singing Like the sound of a drunken black cockatoo, the windmill squeaks its grinding rotation, tail flapping in the breeze which cools the sweated skin, it's early, but it's hotter than hell, a sinister augury of the day's endurance that only cold beer will quell at its end, right now the magpies are singing their song, carolling their advent of spring's enterprise and the need to stay out of their range, for they've hatched a plot for a geography they intend to defend. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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