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That Time Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.” Frederic Lawrence Knowles

That Time Again

Tilt for tat,
the ground shifted so,
it was that time again when
moon put on her evening wear
and danced a little anticipation
of solstice in advent of summer's
welcome return to evenings of 
wine and stars on cicada wings,
and thermal balm as love floated
so gauche with seasoned knowing.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Found You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting Quadrille (44 words) night.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Magnetic

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“In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.” Maya Angelou

Found You

Of course, 
I drifted off at some point,
lost in the melodrama of
north, true north and 
magnetic north, which all 
seemed very northy to me,
a desperate invocation of
the obvious made darker,
instead, I set my compass 
to love and found you.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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With Moon – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A dreamer is one who can only find their (his, sic) way by moonlight ….” Oscar Wilde

With Moon 

I was over dressed in thought as I 
meandered the joys of my uneven
shoreline, with moon on my shoulder,
unspoken for a time until the
water beckoned across the warm 
expanse and I waded out into the
cool sublime and swam my emotions
in the calm where moon undressed my 
thoughts and swam with me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Her Sigh – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Love is a burning desire, that makes your heart light on fire.” Ritu Ghatourey

Her Sigh

The softness of her sigh touched
my tidal dream with eloquent slow
water on the softest pillows of 
sand clouds on summer days
when worlds not seen come close
in gauzy thinness that I touch but
only with a feltness of heart that
wells up in me and wants to love the 
whole swirling lot of her.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Whose Eyes Speak – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Your absence has not taught me how to be alone, it has merely shown me that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall.” Douglas Fetherling

Whose Eyes Speak

How my hands traced her body
is a surety of faintness but that is
not a summation of her being,
her tenderness begetting compassion,
or her mindfulness so centred,
not forgetting her sharpness,
an intelligence beyond compare,
none of her can be divided nor
singularly worshipped, only
taken as whole, and yet she is a
beauty whose eyes speak into 
the depths of my aching soul.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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So Sly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“What you seek is seeking you.” Rumi

So Sly

Who conspired,
the water or the stars,
not withstanding wise camels
or knucklebones cast,
even lusted lustre could be closer
to my beaded sweated hankering
after your voluptuary offered,
so sly with a wink of your hips
just visible in your eyes
is how it all started so breathless,
unravelling in our unfathomed,
restless entwining.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Unlocking the Light – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Lillian at dVerse is hosting Poetics and has invited us to view four pieces of Catrin Welz-Stein’s art work as a visual stimulus to writing either an ekphrastic poem, or other poetic response. dVerse Poets – Poetics

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“Beautiful moons make for special nights.” Verna Clay

Unlocking The Light

Moon smiled and said,
in a voice that floated,
if you truly love me you'll
find the welcome swallow
who holds the key to my
cosmic desire and fly to me
that I may unlock the light
dispelling shadow darkly
deep, that is yours,
and mine.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Amantes del la Luna – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

Host Merril at dVerse has invited us to consider a line from a Mary Oliver poem for a prose piece (144 words). dVerse Poets – Prosery – Moonbeams and Moon Dreams

I have been writing about Moon for some time so this landed in a week of moon thoughts.

The line is: “In their dreams they sleep with the moon.” from Mary Oliver ‘Death at Wind River’

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“Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.” Khaled Hosseini

Amantes de la Luna (Lovers of the Moon)

Moon disrobed the darkness, her eyes lighting everyone who ventured to the edge of night. She was an illumine of all that is love in that sacred moment as she touched the tide of rising feeling by the shore of desire that ached with her beauty. The young men are too distracted to notice, they foolishly chase after lesser stars, mere reflections of momentary excitement lost in the ripples of time. But Moon doesn’t mind, the tides come and go in a gentle rhythm, and they will soon enough take notice of her. Besides, she has plenty of lovers. The older men adore her and sigh at her memory, holding her close in their hearts. Through wax and wane they remember the tender intimacies of her soft glow and her warm grace, and in their dreams they sleep with Moon as once they did.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Love’s Grail – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the moon.” Galileo Galilei

Love's Grail

 Moon sat gracefully 
at the edge of movement 
where the reeds rest, 
waiting her turn to 
shed her skin and dip 
into the gentleness that  
would caress and hold 
her to waves of glow, 
illuminating the map of 
love's grail, shifting the  
ancient tide. 

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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How? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I’ve always believed in savouring the moments.” Anna Godbersen

How?
When a robe falls,
how is time measured?
In ampules of love or a 
quickening of the heart
that flickers the flame of 
expectation whispered in 
the french way like silken
chocolate on a summers day
when it always leaves just a
trace of memory that 
flavours fire, yes
exactly like that.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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