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The Wall – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Fretboard of Poetry

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The Wall

The wall,
amalgam of clay and fire
stands boldly,
but time smiles benignly
knowing full well that it must
eventually give way
slowly,
frittering and fretting
as washed by life,
revealing
a softness so strong
it has no need of that
hardened,
calloused skin.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Fret refers to a number of things – worry, to be consumed, and to be worn down. It was an old masons term for the deterioration of bricks.

Paul, pvcann.com

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Coloured Every Space – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Coloured Every Space

There was a time of doldrum days
becalmed in old routines and
repetitious droughts of mind
like harvest fields of crackling grain
and hanging, dry, stringy bark,
when creeks were dry
and summer blazed
with no relief in sight,
until I heard the rustling leaves
and tap, tap, tapping screen door
with a breath of air,
I sensed a change as
you drifted in and
coloured every space.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Surrender – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Friday Fun – Waves

Video taken July 2018 at Redgate Beach, Western Australia. It was so windy I was having trouble balancing as testified by the camera wobble. As I pan to the left, what should be open sandy beach is awash with waves and sand loss. It has been stormy here again this week as autumn gives way to winter once again.

 

Surrender

The old engine is thrumming again,
nature’s pistons pounding the beach,
sand ever giving way,
what other choice could there be
in the face of such force?
Resistance?
Or surrender
and be one with all,
either way is death,
but only one is enlightening.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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The Real Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Following – Word of the Day

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“But by the time you’ve worked long enough, hard enough, Real Life (which insists on being capitalised as if it were a personage with a proper name and a right to barge into this rental unit called your life) begins to reveal itself as something other than effort, other than accomplishment. Real Life wishes to be left to its own purposeless devices.”  Patricia Hampl  ‘The Art Of The Wasted Day’

 

The Real Life

I set a course some moons ago,
plains of windmill grass and dianellas
were simple pleasures,
creeks with flooded gums along blue grass banks and
granite outcrops boasting ghost gums pleased the eye
as much a solace as any company of kind,
while the hills challenged my humble frame,
just as human contact did at every turn
and over time I lost my way
as other, lesser things, intruded.
One day I heard the kookaburras laugh
and I took it personally,
what a fool this way travels they sang,
chastened, I quelled my madding mind,
and reset my compass heart
for deviations, tangents,
the real life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Nature’s Restorative – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Walking and Observing

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Photo: Bunbury Wetlands

Nature’s Restorative

Piano out on the street
with a delightful sound,
suits on the run,
and my nose tells me the way
of temptation to caffeine,
while the envy of all
a Triumph growls,
a bicycle squeaks,
shop doors glide open
willing me in,
and I notice
there’s less gum on the
pavement these days,
but of all the sights and sounds
I would trade them every one
for a wander round the park
with nature’s restorative all.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Not Finished – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Dominate – Word of the Day

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Photo: smithsonianmag.com  The surface of Mars.

The irony is, but of course, that there are plans to colonise Mars at enormous cost to study its physical qualities, albeit, why it is uninhabitable. One of my private and sobering fantasies, is that we were already there and have wrecked it!

 

Not Finished

Like gluttons
we landed in paradise
and stripped it bare,
then we spied another
called earth,
we’re not finished yet
but we’re nearly done.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Fulfilled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Image provided by Willow Poetry

 

Fulfilled

She wasn’t like others
to maunder through life,
she took each day with purpose and,
while it all made such sense to her,
it was a puzzle to everyone else,
her lines were not always straight
yet, mysteriously, they fitted together
and what was most pleasing of all,
she always felt fulfilled,
renewed and complete.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Too Many – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Unhappy

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Photo: Lake Brown, just below Eaglestone Rock (Nungarin), just as the sun is setting, the moon visible. Lake Brown has always been a natural salt lake, but human impact has exacerbated the salinity and balance of the lake’s eco-system.

 

Too Many

I walked the lake around today and
said a prayer for the one tree who
had sighed its last lying in the midden
of our lust and sorrows, lachrymose,
I have said too many prayers of late.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Redeemed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Ekphrastic Poems – dVerse Poets – Mary Frances

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Art Work: Mary Frances via dVerse Poets.

 

Redeemed

A road of bones
this skull and leaves
dry and brittle under foot,
yet life appears
summoned from beyond,
caring not for our trivial days,
you bring a message of repair
to less despair of dying trees,
as you lie in state
amidst their aged fruit,
to look to better days
of green and life,
but you care not to stay
you’ve said your piece,
and so you fade before me,
amidst that tragic fruit,
redeemed.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Friends – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: Wandoo tress at Mt. Observation, Mundaring, W.A. just on the boundary between Northam and York. This forms part of the Wandoo National Park and forest reserve in the Darling Range.

 

Friends

The Wandoo tree touched me,
unselfishly
it sent a leaf
which spiralled from so high,
slowly descending
on the warm air
and finally,
unannounced
it caressed my cheek,
we were hardly close before
but in that moment
there was a knowing and
the Wandoo tree and I were friends.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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