“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.” Lewis Carrol
Close Your Eyes The world needs to lie down and rest awhile, to let the weight of days past settle, allowing us to float into dreams of unknowing, to wander into imaginations wild, to let the sap rise juicy within us, for until we imagine, a new future is on hold, so, close your eyes and dream awhile. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“Our need to reimagine our world through the vibratory larynx, that’s what matters.” Anne Waldman
Something Everything is in flux, the pundits are immersed in tragedies longer than a tudor gown, and everyone is worried for the canary in the coal mine who sings warnings like a harpy, and I'm thinking out loud that we need a circuit breaker, a new song of imagining, reimagining, something to end this malaise, something to feed our senses, something of creative pleasure, something beyond the heroics of mundane, powerless survival. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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At dVerse Sarah is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about food.
“Cooking and baking is both physical and mental therapy.” Mary Berry (especially the eating bit 😉 )
The Christmas Cake I watched her begin before she began, feeling her way to the fruit of her labour, she catches time, reading the path, finding her rhythm, crossing over, rediscovering the way, mind-stepping the space, pausing in the bite of her lip, I saw her frown of concentration in the lines of her cheeks, an intentional meditation of parts, a meld of heart and love, no sooner is the room drunk on rum like a bell has been rung, than the air is filled with salivatory expectation, she smiles now. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights reserved ®
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At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write about or play with the idea of the muse.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Muse Cues
“…. poetry is an autonomous muse ….” Alice Walker
To Be Mused Have you ever been mused by an inviting path or the one who catches your eye, a delicious word in a bowl of soup, what of rain dances or cloud smiles, sun skips and creek beds, a series of fortunate dalliances stir my seeking heart. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“It is the one who can think of no alternative to their enslavement who is truly a slave.” Wendell Berry (adapted)
Never Noticing So many have surrendered and demand to be managed, chained to the dulling process of quiet self-degradation, shovelling their own graves in their algorithms of complicity, never noticing the simple freedom of gulls and wrens. Chained to the dulling process of quiet self-degradation, a self-imposed exile alienating the beating heart of life, never noticing the simple freedom of the gulls and wrens, the conversations of trees and shoreline waves lapping. A self-imposed exile alienating the beating heart of life, forgetting the joys of wholeness and the stirring of passion, the conversations of trees and shoreline waves lapping, the triumph of gnosis over the beauty of creativity. Forgetting the joys of wholeness and the stirring of passion, shovelling their own graves in their algorithms of complicity, the triumph of gnosis over the beauty of creativity, so many have surrendered and demand to be managed. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
VJs Weekly Challenge – I’m Bored
“Boredom is rage spread thin.” Paul Tillich
Awaiting When the monitor screen runs flat and everything is flavoured chalk, I bore holes in the universe to see what leaks down the strands of my mind, resisting the blind rut of ordinary days, those vanilla plays fritted to dust and, when the portal opens the river flows, like milk and honey as caramel as smiling stars and the gaze of a tangerine sun, the air electric with held breath awaiting the creative new. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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At dVerse Lillian is hosting Open Link Night, the night we are invited to post a poem of our own choice.
dVerse Poets – Open Link Night
“My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.” Anais Nin
Where Ideas Land It flapped in like a hyper bee and landed on the dry edge, just over there, catching my attention, I saw it then lost sight of it thinking it gone, or so I thought, I searched and searched, and there it was hidden in the lee of bracken fern and ivy strands, a nest for bigger things. This was my decisive turn, the seminal, pivotal moment, that fringe of the mind where ideas land. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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At dVerse Kim is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem using the verse “This being human is …” from a poem by Rumi and to use it as the first line or start.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – The Art of Being Human
“I have fallen in love with the imagination. And if you fall in love with the imagination, you understand that it is a free spirit. It will go anywhere, and it can do anything.” Alice Walker
Unframed This being human is more shades than pastels, though one should never deny the textures or even the subtlety of brush strokes that paint us into surprising vignettes in the corners of the broader canvas, woven together with gesso and primaries, themes, and understated meanings that form a palette of feelings rising through bold statements and the wash of background time, but one thing I'd leave off is the frame, this being human is paradoxical and bears no frame at all in an unframed abstract life. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.” Sir Edmund Hilary
Allowing Ourselves Changing our relationship with the past, refusing to keep it alive in the present, the embers of yesterday are passing, allowing ourselves to dwell in possibility. Refusing to keep it alive in the present, not letting the incomplete shape us, allowing ourselves to dwell in possibility, accepting the strange value of ambiguity. Not letting the incomplete shape us, stepping back from self-defeat and doubt, accepting the strange value of ambiguity, creatively embracing silent imperfections. Stepping back from self-defeat and doubt, the embers of yesterday are passing, creatively embracing silent imperfections, changing our relationship with the past. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Filed under awareness, creativity, dreams, identity, life, Pantoum, poem, psychology, quote
At dVerse Bjorn has invited us to write about war. dVerse Poets – Poetics – War Poetry
“Only the dead have seen the end of war.” Plato
Whispering Suicide Cheap little saccharine songs for mud, manufactured jingles to make you numb to death, mixed ideologies competing for your mind, hollow promises for free, tacky coloured rectangles of cloth whispering suicide to the flesh of youth who dream of becoming, who are the heroes in this moral vacuum of life's bitter ebb, where are the children of this rancid death cult now. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Filed under awareness, creativity, death, Free Verse, life, poem, quote, war
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Judaism, work, life, poetry, etc. Not code for "single and looking". This is not a dating blog.
Facets of Life- Poetry, Writing, Literature, and Philosophy
Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air
Creativity meeting intrinsic memories
A community page for those inspired by nature.
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Relax! Let your eyes wander and quiet your mind with some visual therapy. A picture is always more than you can see. You will also find my own illustrations, animations and sometimes short stories. You never know what you will find so make sure to come back.
The Voice of Reclamation
"أملك من الذكاء ما يكفي لتدمير حياتي بنفسي"
Sharing the heart of our community
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