Category Archives: life

In You We Awaken – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Incongruous – Word of the Day

fitting-in-e1452805069224.jpg

Photo: Henrik Sorenson (Getty Images) from the Huffington Post.

In You We Awaken

They said you didn’t fit in,
that you really didn’t belong,
like some grotesque gargoyle,
an adornment out of kilter,
an inconvenient incongruity
in this smooth place,
where the nightmare of sameness
put a spell on us,
and stole the outside part of our box.
But you were different,
colour to our black and white,
and that made you fit all the more,
as the paradox we needed.
You were our conscience,
our inspiration,
an awakening.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

2 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, poem

Disordered In Fact – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Seasonal – 5 Lines

photo-1520622027241-16b41627a27d.jpeg

Photo: unsplash.com

 

Disordered In Fact

We agreed on this much,
that the seasons were changing, disordered in fact,
more snow, more rain, more heat than before,
new seasons were evolving,
but, out of fear, we chose ignorance over facts.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

19 Comments

Filed under environment, Five Lines, Free Verse, life, nature, poem, seasons

A Curious Thing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

gg.jpg

A Curious Thing

A curious thing so bright and bold,
such a contrast to the snow?
what on earth is it for?
Superman booth?
Underpants on the outside,
of course.
A telephone,it says,
I vaguely remember one once,
on my grandmother’s bench,
in her retirement home,
but just to be sure,
I’ll just Google it,
of course.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

21 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, Uncategorized

The Greatest Venture – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Venturesome – Word of the Day

photo-1519293978507-9c6bb9f82eda.jpeg

Photo: unsplash.com

 

The Greatest Venture

Horizons call,
heights to be faced,
mountains to conquer,
rapids to crest or,
maybe go down to the woods.
Whatever it is,
no matter the urge,
it’s never the task,
instead, for most, it’s that little voice,
“are you sure about this?”,
that’s the greatest venture of all.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

15 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem

No Sides – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Squat – RDP

702951-image-1398969984-491-640x480.JPG

Photo: c.tribune.com.pk

 

 

No Sides

The wrong side
of what is not entirely clear
to me,
but wrong it is said,
of this or that,
from left to right,
in our typical binary fashion,
a perfected duality,
raising the prospect of
who’s in, who’s out?
as if one bloodline is corrupted,
or wombs are so ideologically different,
or blue eyes are ascendant,
and wealth is of colour!
Well, there is no geography,
only doctrinaire fantasy,
a blindness to the heart,
a denial of love.
Of squatters there should be not,
and those who rejoice that there are,
know squat of human connection.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

11 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, philosophy, poem, politics

Inner Child – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

little-boy.jpg

Inner Child

It took some time to set you free,
I searched for the key,
but it was so long ago I
forgot it was at my very center;
my blindness hid you,
then I forgot you,
I shrank and dried up,
ever diminishing,
till one day
I stumbled on a clue,
love,
self,
which released you,
running, grinning, bouncing, leaping,
thirsting for life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

18 Comments

Filed under creativity, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem

When Does A Life End? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Belligerent – Word of the Day

angry-man-274175__480.jpg

Photo: pixabay.com

 

 

When Does A Life End?

When does a life end?
perhaps when life is expended with age,
or with an intrusion of cancer or ill,
it should not be that pride is a weapon
and fists deliver a blow.
Today someone’s lover, daughter, son
has been broken,
a sideways glance taken wrong,
the flintiest jaw speaking beer or bourbon,
has meted a final solution.
As s/he lies lifeless,
something else has died,
the sense of Self and
the sacredness of life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

17 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, poem

Window Shopping – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Shopping – 5 Lines

photo-1530968936453-97aed4e15b9d.jpeg

Photo: unsplash.com

 

 

Window Shopping

My father always used to say “You can look, but don’t touch”
and some shops had signs though not of the times,
that said “If you break it it’s yours.”
Window shopping’s a dreamers world, and
you’re not broken but I’d really like to take you home.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

19 Comments

Filed under Five Lines, Free Verse, life, love, poem

Your Skin – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Pummel – Word of the Day

photo-1523689119443-df96632084a1.jpeg

Photo: unsplash.com

 

Your Skin

To pummel your skin,
with resounding rhythm,
pa pat rat tat, pa pat rat tat, pa pat rat tat,
thrumming, thrumming, drumming, drumming,
as we go marching on.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

4 Comments

Filed under Five Lines, Free Verse, life, love, music

Never Made – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Chagrin – Word of the Day

Starting-Your-Vehicle.jpg

Photo: http://www.drive-safely.net

 

Never Made

Best made plans
are never truly planned,
merely imagination applied
in a disorder of events,
taking us to tea parties
and hidden places,
relationships unknown,
and even the journey to self.
The best made plans are
never made,
they are,
the fruit of frustration.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

26 Comments

Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, Quadrille