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Cradled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Thursday – Lonely

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Photo: north of Laverton.

“Loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude.” Paul Tillich

Cradled

I craved the silence
until it crashed hard against me,
leaving me breathless for more,
wanting to run from the precipice
of that dance of paradox,
wanting not wanting,
having, resisting,
taking a leap,
being caught up by those
non-existent arms,
cradled against the lonely,
held within the chaos,
safe in my uncertainty.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Red Line – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Seeing Red

Sarah at dVerse has invited us to write a poem about the colour red.

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“If you accept the expectations of others, especially negative ones, then you will never change the outcome.”  Michael Jordan

Red Line

She wasn’t sure why
red had always unsettled her
in ways she couldn’t quite speak,
though she knew an answer
lurked deep within,
she put the book down
and occupied the window,
distracted, sighing,
trying to locate her feelings
which the red line had evoked,
a teacherly line,
forbidding, shaming,
a smallness crept in,
she felt it in her skin,
exposed to the world again.
A bird lighted on the sill,
now engrossed,
undone,
she left red
for another day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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My Drug Of Choice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Kick

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“Honour women! They entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.”  Friedrich Schiller

My Drug Of Choice

Suppine,
arched,
short breaths,
ragged,
slowing,
dissipates,
assuaged,
and the moment passes,
though your eyes
offer playback,
you,
my drug of choice,
and as much as I might try,
you’re the habit
I can’t,
don’t want to
kick.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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I Held The Storm – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Saturday – Calm

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“In the madness, you have to find calm.”  Lupita Nyong’o

I Held The Storm

I was tearing at the curtains,
ribboned through my hair,
threshing on the floor
husks like dust
tearing at my flesh,
caffeine hazed
whiskey fused
spitting chips,
eyes like darts,
a shadow ninja
slicing the air,
razored veins
and narrowed eyes,
such a lie,
my face serene,
an exquisite calm
with which I held the storm.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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A Peel To Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Peeling

Mish at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) on the subject of peel.

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“We are all engaged in the task of peeling off the false selves, the programmed selves, the selves created by our families, our culture, our religions.”  Anais Nin

A Peel To Life

Thin, worn metal strikes at flesh
seeking linear planes,
a redemption of flawed living,
smoothing the blemishes of
disappointment, the scratches
of indulgence so neatly scored,
circumcising the fibre of experience
for the juice of possibility,
sacrificial peeling to the
gods of new life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Greater Distance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Art: Quint Buchholz – ‘Giacomonde – The Moon We walk’

“We are going to the moon that is not very far. Man (sic) has so much farther to go within himself.”  Anais Nin

The Greater Distance

What is a distance,
how is it measured,
in streams crossed
or in dreams?
But at least there I can
begin the journey proper
for which my body is willing,
a place where I can
take that leap of faith
into the unconscious.
I could reach the moon,
that part is so simple.
But can I reach into my
deepest self,
the hidden, denied part,
so cleverly recast
as the outer self,
a sweet deception,
a lie that must be unravelled,
the greater distance.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Usurped – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Devil

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“Too many of us now tend to worship self indulgence and corruption.”  Jimmy Carter

 

Usurped

The devil took the high ground
and kicked Christ to the kerb,
the saloon bar erupted,
nothing like this before,
the incarnation kid was
clearly out of sorts,
stumbling like a drunkard through
the wide berth of the crowd,
he fell upon the ropes
as the whistle called time out
his coach could see the problem,
confusion clouded eyes
usurped by strange love,
that bit of love your neighbour
was spun to love yourself.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Shadowland – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Destiny

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“That which we do not bring to consciousness appears in our lives as fate.”  Carl Jung

Shadowland

His inner demons held him in fear and mistrust,
but he dressed them as acceptable monsters
all hidden in the light, but they made their own
spectacular way to the surface of his unaware life
becoming his cruel and real destiny.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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For Her – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Wild.

Kim at dVerse has invited us to write a Quadrille (44 words) using and including the word Wild.

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“A succulent wild woman is one of any age who feels free to fully express herself in every dimension of her life.”  Sark

For Her

How can a label be drawn
from so narrow a quarter
that would imprison her,
her cover is always antithetical,
a contradicted series of paradoxes
packed in a conundrum,
Pandora loosed from that
quietude misjudged,
from her still centre
comes wild power.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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To The Centre – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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Photo: Lemon Scented Gum, St. Mark’s Park, Bunbury

 “How can we know ourselves by ourselves? Soul needs intimate connection, not only to individuate, but simply to live. For this we need relationships of the profoundest kind through which we can realise ourselves where self-revelation is possible ….”   James Hillman

To The Centre

Beyond the face of it
time is best immersive,
taken slowly,
small steps, never strides,
a very small journey that is quite long
from the outer to the centre,
a lifetime more or less,
and the closer one draws
to that precious place
is to feel the layers peeling off
with a new vulnerability
open to the world
as the mask thins and
crumbles to the ground.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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