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Which Is All There Is – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: sunrise over the Blackwood River.

“Forever is composed of nows.” Emily Dickinson

Which Is All There Is

When the present is all there is,
what does it mean to be fully present,
or do you sneak off in to the melancholy
of the greying past, or do you inhabit the 
anxiety of tomorrows never arrived,
rather than allowing yourself to be pulled
into this moment, which is all there is?


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Where Is This Eager Moment? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Being out on the edge, with everything at risk, is where you learn to grow the most.” Jim Whittaker

Where Is This Eager Moment?

Talk to me about the fringe,
where is this eager moment,
this line, what is this mythical 
beast that curls at the edge of 
my consciousness like a griffin
with an either or approach to
questions of risk in a sure
world of safe lies, where the 
scale of illusion is an expensive 
stumble of false hope right in 
the middle of waiting for rebellion.


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Nature Reflecting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Oak Park, a wetland reserve between Goomalling and Wongan Hills.

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of things.” Henry Miller (Probably riffing on Marcel Proust’s comment)

Nature Reflecting

Nature took a photograph
and held it steady for me to see
how water is contemplative,
reflecting what it sees in its
moments of undistracted, centred, 
stillness, embracing the beauty of
all its surrounds, holding the sacred 
space of song and winter's leafy
bounty, that I might rejoice in the
conversation we subsequently
engaged with deep, silent passion.


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Where Do You Go? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.” Andre Breton

Where Do You Go?

When something like that happens where do you go,
how do you begin to bend time within time
and cope with the grief of stolen promises,
while remaining witness to the passing narrative.

How do you begin to bend time within time,
to create a new map of unexpected futures,
while remaining witness to the passing narrative
of the challenges of the disintegration of truths.

To create a new map of unexpected futures
that come from within our own imaginations,
of the challenges of the disintegration of truths
in the beautiful collapse of the so called real.

That come from within our own imaginations,
and cope with the grief of stolen promises
in the beautiful collapse of the so called real,
when something like that happens where do you go?


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Cathedral Of Grand Ideas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: campfire at Peter Denny lookout near Sandstone. There’s something primal about fire!

“The moment something ends, a spectacular new voyage begins in the unseen.” Hiral Nagda

Cathedral Of Grand Ideas

The trees gave fragments, 
igniting my mind with a 
language of fire, composed of 
intricate thought elements
reaching up to the sky as
skeletal bones of frame,
marking out a cathedral of
grand ideas that will inflame
passions and set fire to our 
eyes of knowing, new energy
arising from the ash of rutted 
ways.


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The Distance Grows Longer – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Comfort zones, where your unrealised dreams are buried ….” Roy T. Bennett

The Distance Grows Longer

Do you know the distance I
have travelled the waters of life,
traversing the scattered fragments
of sheer ecstasy, the majesty of
risky ideas we imagined might
evolve to a reality attached to 
nothing but the energy of our
passions, which were strangely 
balanced against each other,
and the heart of these choices,
deeply buried in the trope of
things that could happen, but
might not, even though everything
matters, even when it doesn't,
and so, the distance grows longer.


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You Cannot – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Art work: found at notbuyinganything.blogspot.com

“The new slavery is consumerism.” Bryant McGill

You Cannot

You cannot make a silk purse from the isms of life
though many have tried and succeeded for a time,
wrapping them in beautiful magnetic attraction,
only to reveal an emptiness of meaning as crisis.

Though many have tried and succeeded for a time,
too soon the facade faded to its skeletal menace
only to reveal an emptiness of meaning as crisis,
the very dust we are returning to laughs at our surmise.

Too soon the facade faded to its skeletal menace,
a harbour of jaundiced, unrepentant misery,
the very dust we are returning to laughs at our surmise,
thinking we could trust the gratuitous laminate-life.

A harbour of jaundiced, unrepentant misery,
wrapping them in beautiful magnetic attraction,
thinking we could trust the gratuitous laminate-life,
you cannot make a silk purse from the isms of life.


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Garden Song – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse guest host Claudia has invited us to write about a garden.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Garden(ing)

Photo: segment of our garden at Augusta.

“When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.” Minnie Aumonier

Garden Song

There's a cosmos in reach of my aching
touch of skin and veins, beneath my feet
emotion runs and wriggles, and it dwells 
within as I inhale its many spices in unison
with the palette that captures my eyes, 
feeding my senses with songs of colour 
and rhythmic joy, opening me to each
movement of this wondrous melody of
all that flies and calls, great or small, 
calling me to stop, slow down, and sip 
the wine of its simple complexity.


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Only Ever – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“All real living is meeting.” Martin Buber

Only Ever

What did you notice around you today,
and what stirred within you as you noticed?
Perhaps a deficit occurred, knowing what
was missed between the noticing not 
noticing, but isn't that just part of it all, 
part of the awareness of the whole, of self,
the knowingness of the way we are, the 
way life is, just so, knowing that the 
knowing is incomplete is surely the good
part, we can never know until we know
through other, another, and not just 
ourselves, we are only ever ourselves
in the presence of other, but then, I'm 
sure you noticed that long ago.


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Joy Lined – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Lesmurdie Brook, Mundy Regional Park

“The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction.” Rachel Carson

Joy Lined

Ten thousand leaves of joy 
lined the avenues of my mind 
as I invented trails off-topic, 
fissures filled with raptures
of stillness in sideways journeys,
along grassy lanes that were far
away from straightened routines
common to days of unseen
wonder; here, now, the simplest
encounters are life-giving pathways.


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