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Silence Coming Back – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Echo

Merril at dVerse has invited us to use echo in a poem.

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“Life is an echo. What you send out comes back.”  Zig Zigglar

 

Silence Coming Back

I questioned the night and
the night questioned me,
as the question so the answer
faintly asked
faintly answered,
a familiar voice,
what of me,
what of night,
I sat in silence and pondered
a pondering ponder,
it was then I let go of myself
and found the answer
an echo of silence
coming back.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Advent Herald – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Prosery – Jim Harrison

Linda at dVerse has invited us to take a line from the work of Jim Harrison – “A cow is screaming across the arroyo.” taken from his poem ‘Cow.’

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“Moo may represent and idea, but only the cow knows.”  Mason Cooley

 

Advent Herald

A cow is screaming across the arroyo as the weaners are drawn aside. The cattle-hands working the herd, the weaners easily pushed across the arroyo to the feeders like children to a lolly counter. I listened to her screaming, a gut-grief heartfelt, and though I cannot speak it, a warning was implied. Burgers or breeders, the children are consumed. And as I walked reflecting, I wondered about all the herding of life, this arroyo is not the Rubicon, but a die was no less cast.

I came to the creek-line with an angel or devil, I’m not sure, but I left the gate open and the screaming cow dove through. She spoke so clearly as we passed, “Those who lie or sup from the manger will be crucified one day.” Startled, I ran through, I’ve been wandering un-herded ever since, across that arroyo.

©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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Think On This – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – O, Apostrophe

Amaya at dVerse has invited us to consider the creative idea of the apostrophe other than its technical use, rather as its poetic function in creating a change in the poem where the object speaks or is spoken to directly.

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“No matter how sophisticated you may be, a large granite mountain cannot be denied – it speaks in silence to the very core of your being.”  Ansel Adams

Think On This

In the stillness was the hardness,
a resistance I knew well
of footfall on granite,
what song shall you sing me
I threw, and it rang sharp,
came back the posit,
think on this tenderfoot,
softness cannot abide without
firm boundary,
compassion lies in
strength within,
O that I might be a rock
of such an age of wisdom.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Seeing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

Photo: Cafe in Bunbury, a spirited Willy Wagtail – the fly-catcher who came in from the cold!

 

“The highest proof of the spirit is love.”  Albert Schweitzer

 

Seeing

When the prophet spoke
the wait was long and dry
till some shepherds called
though few believed their news,
I glimpse her if I’m careful
in children passing by,
birds, laughter, dragonflies,
faces on the street,
wise wind of Sophia
ancient eternal present,
heartfelt.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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I Put My Book Down – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Yon rosebuds in the morning-dew, how pure amang the green.”  Robert Burns

I Put My Book Down

She came through the open door
dancing with abandon,
and unfurling bud my rose whose
delicate, wet, pink folds captivated
all my senses and I put my book down.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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An Open Window – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Looking out a window from different vantage points changes what you see …” Martha Ronk

 

An Open Window

An open window is a painting of
many and ever changing facets,
an eye to view the world immediate
through light and seasons,
and yet, if we dare to look
beyond the beyond,
to see through that
which we’d rather dream,
we might even catch a glimpse
of our deepest,
most vulnerable,
selves.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Saturday – Hug

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“They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.”  Bill Keane

 

You

Like a lonely spaceship amidst the stardust
we can wander life aimlessly
bounded by the self,
wondering if there is anyone out there,
Our flesh our boundary
that imprisons the heart
and deceive the mind,
but for a longing to touch,
to hold and to belong.
At some point I sought a definition,
but though my mind was a blank
my heart said aloud,
a hug is you.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Herald Of Summer – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.” Gretel Erlich

 

The Herald Of Summer

There’s a corner of the garden,
a remnant of native bush
that I love to wander,
especially now, as the air is warmer,
but before I even feel that
I know it by the crunch and crackle
of those hardy leaves,
the daily autumnal, the
herald of summer,
and the smell,
yes the smell of eucalypts
in this dry avenue
is to be inhaled as fine whiskey,
and, in the stillness
the quiet is a rarefied sharpness
that carries its own energy
pierced only by cicadas and magpies,
and I float in my senses
past bees and dragonflies
as friends.

©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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