Category Archives: Gardening

She Dreamed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


Five Lines

“Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.” Song of Songs

She Dreamed

Magenta stretched out among the wildflowers,
the sun soaked earth warming deeply,
colourful perfumed senses aroused
while she dreamed her secret garden
only he could tend.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Uneasy Truce – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Australian Geographic: New Holland Honeyeater
"Birds are the first and the greatest performers."  Olivier Messiaen

Uneasy Truce

Summer's largess has rent the sky
while autumn now questions
the heavenward strands
weighing the bough,
needing relief lest the
heavy winds of winter might 
toss and split them wide,
and I stand cut ready but a 
chorus of honeyeaters hurl an
invective of my early demise
should I touch their hallowed space,
the truce is uneasy,
promises of care yet
they remain shrill,
standing guard,
sudenly they are eagles and
I am their field mouse.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Another Way – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Homemade-Biodiesel jpg

Photo:  “Mr. Welty producing homemade biodiesel”


“The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.”  Socrates

Another Way

Are you not in the least curious
even a tiny bit?
That there is another way instead
of this long fall into deep forgetfulness
to a prison not made of stone,
imprisoned, within our selves
where the memory of other lives
is eclipsed by the drama
of shame, of wanting, of striving,
over the simplicity of
bread, shirt, and roof,
wherein lies the escape.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




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Once It Begins – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Purple Patch

Sarah at dVerse has invited us to write about vegetable gardening, using a list of plants provided.


Photo: found on multiple sites.


“Cares melt when you kneel in your garden.”  Okakura Kazuko

 Once It Begins

Once it begins it begins,
but to begin at all I too must begin,
and so to move towards that which
consumes my energy even before I start,
just to acknowledge the needs of the soil,
to rejuvenate to a friable tilth,
removing winter’s detritus,
the stalks of old and to
boldly plunge in as so often before,
once it begins with spade and hoe,
stakes and twine, bags and jars,
it gathers pace and the vision grows,
worlds erupt and the magic flows,
plans expand beyond the Nile
for a harvest of harvests,
of crucifers and kales,
tubers and climbers,
the table bowed,
as kitchen rejoices
in purple swords,
czar, blue fire,
and aurora too,
knife and fork,
the juices flow,
once it begins.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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The Garden – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon




“A garden should make you feel you’ve entered privileged space – a place not just set apart but reverberant – and it seems to me that the gardener must put some kind of twist on the existing landscape, turn its prose into something nearer poetry.”  Michael Pollan


The Garden

To sit in this hallowed space
in this day poured out,
an oblation
transforming all who enter,
listening to the conversation of birds
perchance a dragonfly or two,
as slender limbs waft gently
on the breeze that washes over me
drifting lavender through the air,
while all the morn the sun caresses
my very bones and warms my soul,
and suddenly I am many ages
of wonderment and fathom,
of child and man.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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Memorable – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon



“In order to see birds it is necessary to become part of the silence.”  Robert Lynd


Today was many things,
as most days often are,
a collection of the senses
my soul so nurtured,
and even a few mundane things
helping the rest stand out,
but the most memorable of all,
so simple, yet moving,
was the arrival of a
New Holland honeyeater
who hid in the shrubs
near the birdbath,
Tentatively flitting in and
out to the water’s edge
watching us
taking all of us in
making sure it was safe
to dance in the water
the splashes were music
that filled the silence
we conspired to offer,
I wondered later if I had
seen myself.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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The Real Work –

Resting – dVerse Poets – Pub Talk

Baladgie Lake.jpg

Photo: Baladjie Rock, Westonia, part of the Great Western Woodlands, and as you can see it is alongside the extensive Baladjie Salt Lake system. One of a multitude of places I find restful.

The Real Work

I had plans for this afternoon
but plans had otherwise
a momentary distraction
I wandered in Eden
then sat for awhile
caressed by the sun,
as birds sang arias while
insects buzzed coded smiles
the flora seductive,
and the work of the day faded
I was as light as air
my shoulders unfettered,
I drifted beyond,
and I smiled knowing that
the real work had just begun.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




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Always Wondering About Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Wondering – Word of the Day




Always Wondering About Me

Today I gave my attention to a leaf
an early sign
as the gums let go their weight
before the rains of autumn,
nature is always wondering about me,
making sure I know,
giving me signs,
leading me to deeper thoughts
and heartfelt wholeness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




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The Key – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Key – RDP Monday



The Key

Sun kissed
petals undone
you opened in the warmth
and rejoiced
smooth and
sweetly perfumed,
unfurling before me,
raw, naked,
my tender caress
the key.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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A Shared Space – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sanctuary – RDP Saturday


Photo: (it seems that I am not the one who photographs our garden!)

“When you increase the number of gardens, you increase the number of heavens too.”  Mehmet Murat ildan


A Shared Space

In the garden of restoration
there is a chair,
another too,
an invitation
with table and wine,
a sharing amidst nature’s
colours and sounds,
that sweet moist air,
and the silence craved at day’s end.
A sanctuary to ponder madness
To dream our dreams,
and to divine purpose,
though not an end
of all our being.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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