Category Archives: Free Verse

Soft Paths – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Exploring – Word of the Day

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Soft Paths

They say that love is blind
and, that being said,
though our hearts have seen inside,
I must now, like a blind man,
take in the braille of your beauty.
And, as our lips speak pleasure,
an entree of delight,
there’s a tremble of anticipation,
as our hands take soft paths
to places over the moon.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

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Speaking Silence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Discovery – 5 Lines

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Speaking Silence

It took a while, a circuit or three,
but I discovered that silence is not the silence I thought it was,
for silence speaks a language of other,
a knowing not knowing that speaks for itself,
arriving and arriving and arriving.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Emergency – Word of the Day

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Carbon sucker punch
with chemical balm,
the bees are bummed,
dropping dead down.
It’s not just the honey,
there’ll be no fruit,
nature’s little cupid is caput,
the bee-eaters are thinning,
a global emergency is upon us now.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

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Fluent Manure – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Conceit – Word of the Day

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The character of Joffrey, is for me, a perfect example of conceit, among other unfavourable descriptions, a thoroughly unlikeable character, full of himself and his privilege. But of course, fictional characters are constructs of people in the real world.

 

Fluent Manure

Your comments are pure selfies,
complete self-reference is your modus,
no rose-tinted for you,
your opinion is ated,
with views on everything,
you speak for others
before they speak for themselves,
uncanny how you do that.
You speak for the world,
because, well, you just know.
But we all know,
you speak a special language,
you speak fluent manure!

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Aced By Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Ricochet – Word of the Day

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Squash or racquetball, depending where you live, is, in my view, a skilful ricochet or rebound game. If you look closely, you will see a trajectory line showing an impending shot.

 

Aced By Love

Confused, I looked around,
I swear I saw a reflection,
I craned and there you were,
left of field.
You flashed a smile,
it ricochetted every chamber,
my heart aflutter.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Silence Of The Trolls – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Troll – Word of the Day

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Silence Of The Trolls

Your hand hovers over the keys,
to abuse, or not to abuse,
a momentary question,
lost in the lust for gratification,
a gas-lighter’s delight
mayhem and pain,
sowing the seeds of doubt
like a hot knife
to the heart of the unsuspecting.
But I have discovered your weakness,
I hold my silence to your hand.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

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Same Old – A poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Manifesto – Word of the Day

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Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels, authors of the Communist Manifesto, published circa February 1848, and which sparked many political and economic debates, and not just a few revolutions.

 

Same Old

It was that kind of day,
when I could finally speak paradox,
between the corner store
and the park.
It was there I heard
the suit encased optimist’s manifesto,
from the podium,
“yadayadayadayadayadayadayada”
with only a momentary pause.
The man behind me asked,
“Can you splain that mate?”
And, I said, “Sure, it goes like this;
lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies,
but it came out as,
paradise, free bread, equality,
love and peace.”
Then the woman in front said,
“You know, we already have all these things,
they’re a manifesto of your heart.”

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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