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I Had Let Go – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Saturday – Joy

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“those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.”  E.M. Forster

 

I Had Let Go

I stood by the graveside of my mind
and peered beyond the edge
into the void of my crowded hour,
and found the door to a
feathered lightness of grief
where I floated on wings of joy,
such that there were no words
possible to speak with any sense
of meaning other than that
I had let go.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Birthed By Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVErse Poets – Poetics – New Year/New World

Mish at dVerse has invited us to imagine a world that is new ….

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Photo: the upper reaches of the Hardy Inlet, where Blackwood River enters on the left, and the Scott River enters directly opposite. Taken from Flat Rock, an idyllic and peaceful  ‘world.’

 

“We can only know what we can truly imagine. finally what we see comes from ourselves.”  Marge Piercy

 

Birthed By Love

I closed my eyes to take in the world,
to feel the ancient wisdom of the trees,
the river running by, softly speaking a
quiet truth beneath its tempest,
and always the still centre of the breeze,
drawing me intimately closer,
truths I hold within and cherish.
a compass of heart for many roads
of living through the tempests of life,
and as I open my eyes again,
the peace surpassed lingers deep
nourishing my soul.
and once again I know the oft
forgotten truth that the
vey utopia I desire
rests within and is
birthed by love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann,com

 

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Memory Lane – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Memory Lane

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“My greatest inspiration is memory.”  Paul Theroux

Memory Lane

The sadness comes sometimes,
not in the yesterdays,
but in the maybes,
tomorrows could bes,
wondering as to wandering
which way,
such choices we make
as to the open gate,
but what about the other way,
possibilities
better versions of me?
And yet here I am
with a treasury
as wide as the sea,
the deeper songs of memory
calling forth a rich joy
of inspiration in these
my latter days.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Elusive Dream – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The choice for mankind (sic) lies between freedom and happiness and for the great bulk of mankind, happiness is better.”  George Orwell

 

Elusive Dream

There’s an impatient patience,
a spirit of the age
rushing the vernal equinox
into yesterday’s tomorrow,
a backward looking future,
and elusive dream
of a perfect expectation
forever unbirthing
other than in the mind,
ever refusing the obvious,
to live in the present moment.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Self Entwined – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.”  Nayyirah Waheed

The Self Entwined

Amazing,
that moment,
that feeling,
when the edge is transcended
and the real is the moment,
things blur,
pulse races,
heart faints,
and then
somehow awakened,
only to see,
to know
that it is merely entanglement,
the self entwined
in a desire of its own,
seeking expression,
fulfilment,
perhaps, even
expiation.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Graced A Rainbow – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Colours are the smiles of nature.”  Leigh Hunt

Graced A Rainbow

I dreamt an unfamiliar
pure white space
where a humble bee,
uncharacteristically black and white,
for mine are mostly yellow,
buzzed past and proceeded
to dance across the whiteness
without a worldly worry,
and wherever it landed,
wherever it touched,
it graced a rainbow.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Only Sleep Redeems – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside awakes.”  Carl Jung

 

 

Only Sleep Redeems

The night settles like velvet chocolate
smooth, blanketing my soul with a warmth
that curves my vision
where I am one, even
as the skeletons of life arise
and rattle my sense
of times past,
a purgative review of
exasperated possibilities that
were hard to grasp and which
only sleep redeems,
seeking transformation
for a new day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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