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Did I Dream It? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sarah is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem about sleep in any form.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Sleepy Times

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“Things taste better outdoors. And if it’s a forbidden thing, so much the better.” Franny Billingsley

Did I Dream It?

I cupped your breast and
supped your lips beneath 
the bowed table of rich plenty,
when the sky was open and your 
eyes invited me to worlds beyond
your sleepy smile, of dragonflies and
kingfishers, seeds laughing along
the air, did I dream it?


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Sweet Pomegranate – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Misky is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem about food.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Bon Appetit Food Poetry

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“I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.” Jeanette Winterson

Sweet Pomegranate 

Your flesh so firm and rubenesquely rounded,
much the colour of a red wild rose, though
less of the wild of heart and so hard to get to,
needing to grasped firmly and torn apart until
your womb surrenders a thousand seed of
your life-blood bleeding down my chin as I 
rake your inner flesh for want of more.


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Across The Line – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“In origami the first folding should be done very well, so that the paper can stand.” Kazuko Horiuchi

Across The Line

O how I love your folds,
across the line I go 
following the very crease 
of you, sensing your
essence, holding your form,
seeing your true colour as
we fold and refold, not 
knowing where, or that 
there is, was, a line, now
blurred, lost in each other,
all the while emerging.


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Drawn On Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write about chalk.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Chalk It Up To Poetry

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“A drawing is simply a line going for a walk.” Paul Klee

Drawn On Love

He looked at her long
recognising the stirrings deep within,
he took his pastels and stroked the
paper gently eliciting form as felt,
but something lacked, and his 
movements became more urgent,
frustrated with his chalky lines
he stopped and reached out,
touching her.


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I Sigh For More – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write about dawn with either a poem about greeting dawn or lovers parting at dawn.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Morning Has Broken

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“The dawn of beauty always comes after night.” Sorin Cerin

I Sigh For More

Sweet dew upon your lips, your hips,
I trace your skin and brush your cheek,
my eyes are filled with all of you,
my cup is full, our love flows over and over, 
now rent by curtained slivers of dawn,
you rise and I adore then soon you are gone,
leaving me with memories, my fondest, 
the gentle calm of your breathing,
I sigh for more.


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Chemise Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sarah is hosting poetics with an invitation to write about colour using a provided list from the palette of the Little Green Paint co. follow the link below for more details, the one I chose was Chemise.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Colour Me Poetry

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“Brevity is the soul of lingerie.” Dorothy Parker

Chemise Me

She wrote with her eyes
and painted with her movements,
short strokes, long strokes,
she sang in low soft silk sighs, 
her wisp of pink sent invitations
like tremors of an earthquake, and
held my breath as bated as she
coloured my world chemise.


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Full – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Nothing risque, nothing gained.” Alexander Woollcott

Full

She was divine and 
I wanted to devour her then,
she read my thoughts with 
a smile and invited me to sip,
but I drank her down in full
draughts till the juice ran
over my lips.


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Trace Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Merril is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to write using the word or any of its forms – Shiver.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Shiver

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“Give me excess of it; that surfeiting. That appetite may sicken and die.” William Shakespeare

Trace Me

Are you cold?
why?
You shivered so.
Ah, yes, it's that thing that you do.
What?
That thing you do.
O, that.
Yes, when your finger traces so
deliciously, tantalisingly across
that carnal vale, it shivers me so,
go on, trace me a shiver.


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In Paticular – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun.” Katherine Hepburn

In Particular

Sometimes the menu is gentle,
and sometimes it is hot and spicy,
a revolution for the palette,
some menus offer slow food,
tender, dripping with flavours,
the food just melting in your mouth
others offer crisp, crunchy bites,
so tangy and juicy, while others
offer a taste tease with aged,
preserved foods which fill the senses,
one menu in particular is lush and
fulsome and makes me ache for more.


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Waiting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.” Virginia Woolf

Waiting

Sweet, sticky juice,
the way your fingers caressed the glass,
your lips upon that long, slender straw,
while your eyes offered private conversation
as the world passed by in blurred abstractions,
your smile takes me prisoner once again and
I await the consummate dessert.


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