“We may define therapy as a search for value.” Abraham Maslow
The Baggage Handler I paid her for the letting go, those harboured thoughts pushed down, now surfacing again. She listened from her somber chair to my every grief, her silent compassion a soft incise carefully drawn. My many wounds released, those neatly folded feelings that have travelled long within me, she drew my truest sense of self. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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At dVerse Ingrid is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write from a place of pain.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – From A Place Of Pain
“I’m not lazy. I’m just exhausted from fighting my way through every single day.” Mimi Love
The Trauma Dance The light, dim the light, the sound , the noise jars, turn it down, no, turn it up, lock the doors, hold the blankets tight, shut the curtains, no, open the curtains, what, no, I thought you meant, O, I know, this is weird, I'm in the midst of, well, something, I don't know that I can give voice to the sound in my throat, in my mind, down my spine, my body, why am I so sweaty, hot, so cold, why can't I feel, so detached, everything shouty, angry, not present, totally present, so, up, no down, crying, dry, heart like a freight train, heart failing, thumping, no feeling, my head, aching, thoughts so fluid, stimulated yet exhausted, talking like a jet, craving silence, craving crowds, wanting solitude, shut up, please tell me more, will I bother, will I open my front door, will I feel, will I ever be real? Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All rights Reserved ®
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“When emptiness is still, that is eternity. When it moves that is love.” Adyashanti
Like Winter Gulls If love is possible how will it survive when all my self-beliefs, like winter gulls, have migrated south, leaving me with the immutable feeling that meaning has abandoned me in a place where I don't have myself, just a vacuum of abstractions, like the absurd question, if love is possible, how will it describe me. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All rights Reserved ®
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“Nothing matters more than when a person discovers their voice ….” Lisa Haynes
Lost In Aphasia What pricks your ears, does it make any sense as you graze the spice rack along the path of discovery, not caring for much at all, how do you muddle through, exponential acceleration or just curating your inheritance, fading out, remaining unaware, silent in anaemic, vanilla habits, lost in aphasia? Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.” Najwa Zebian
When The Handle Turns When the handle turns, slowly, tightly along its coiled, oiled spline, do you shrink into yourself becoming small, blaming self, or do you feed the furnace of anger and strike out, hoping to feel better through ironically self-inflicted wounds or, do you pretend to hold it all together, watching your implosion as you paper over the edifice of your chaos? Perhaps, if we let it wind, a diamond will come. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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“I believe that living on the edge, living in and through your fear, is the summit of life ….” John H. Johnson
Wanting Everything There is always a price for a life lived in fragments between passion and pain, and when the experience leaves us ragged and drained, we conspire to throw ourselves back into the beginnings and repeat the frustrating cycle, rather than be relegated to silence, wanting everything to take shape, never stepping back, always to the brink, desiring the crisis of possible futures, never the still calm or the disorienting ordinary, never teetering, always confident on the edge. Copyright ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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VJs Weekly Challenge – I’m Bored
“Boredom is rage spread thin.” Paul Tillich
Awaiting When the monitor screen runs flat and everything is flavoured chalk, I bore holes in the universe to see what leaks down the strands of my mind, resisting the blind rut of ordinary days, those vanilla plays fritted to dust and, when the portal opens the river flows, like milk and honey as caramel as smiling stars and the gaze of a tangerine sun, the air electric with held breath awaiting the creative new. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“There is a correlation between the severity of a person’s moods and a lack of self-knowledge.” Jill Alexander Essbaum
Little Dark Corner The mood of a moment is so fragile, like a cloud momentarily covering the sun, and everything changes in an instance, confusing the very heart of us with lingering uncertainties, that sense of something unresolved, something wrong, not right, the feeling of an accusing little dark corner tucked in the back of the mind, deservedly waiting to rain down on any joy. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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“…. identity is performatively constituted by the very ‘expressions’ that are said to be its results.” Judith Butler
The Big Questions What are the narratives that matter most of all, how do they form and shape our fragile lives, and, when do we know ourselves as ourselves, is fate our lot or, is fate a story about our lot. How do they form and shape our fragile lives these harbingers of unseen inner truths, is fate our lot or, is fate a story about our lot, what is it that we think we know of knowing. These harbingers of unseen inner truths, we must learn to live with what we have created, what is it that we think we know of knowing, is this the demise rooted in our blindness. We must learn to live with what we have created, and, when do we know ourselves as ourselves, is this the demise rooted in our blindness, what are the narratives that matter most of all? ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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VJs Weekly Challenge – Describe but don’t reveal
“Controllers, abusers, and manipulative people don’t question themselves.” Darlene Ouimet
Fiction Diablo, unlabelled, even when labels seem apparent, the friend who is an enemy, who is transparent only with lies and manipulative smoke that mirrors for the observant a path of broken glass hearts, twisted into a sculpture of sticky dark love like bitter treacle on the tentacles of lost hope, you stood apart from everything and denied everyone who you really are, and sucked the life out of all who trusted your pain and felt for your narrative fiction as if it were their own child. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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