Category Archives: Quadrille

January 14, 2020 · 2:07 pm

For Justice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

De at dVerse has invited us to write a Quadrille (44 words) around roar and ‘roaring in the new’

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“People can be at their most vulnerable, but still tenacious at the same time.”  Toni Bernhard

For Justice

Love overflows in perpetual caprices,
while anger escapes my imprisoning geist
and leaks across my world
as watercolour paint bleeding,
a tincture of passion released,
not so injustice,
action forthwith,
a torrent from a wellspring brimming,
an irreproachable love,
a roar for justice bursting.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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January 6, 2020 · 2:29 pm

Do They See The Sky Like I Do? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Peace, that was the other name for home.”  Kathleen Norris

 

Do They See The Sky Like I Do?

I passed the house at number sixteen,
it was still
as it usually is,
no one stirring,
everything in its place,
unlike the mess that is mine,
and I got to wondering,
who are they,
do they see the sky like I do?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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January 3, 2020 · 4:13 pm

Everyday – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Friday – Breathe

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“Something in us is telling us we’re moving too fast, at a pace dictated by machines rather than anything human, and that unless we take conscious measures, we’ll permanently be out of breath.”  Pico Iyer

Everyday

Everyday at waking hoping,
longing for an
uprising of integrity,
a coup of love,
a kindness rebellion,
a riot of charity,
to overwhelm my senses,
and wash me with such gratitude,
that even now
I might breathe again
as I once did
long ago.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com.

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December 17, 2019 · 2:56 pm

A Hoping Of Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

Lilian at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) using the word glow (or a form of that word).

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“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.”  Jack London.

 

A Hoping Of Love

Myths and legends come and go,
holding a place to stand,
a refuge lurking beneath
the tinsel of time
should it be needed,
to heal the wounds
encrusting the heart,
by unwrapping the self
as a vulnerable gift
of glow,
a hoping of love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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December 8, 2019 · 3:40 pm

Elusive Dream – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The choice for mankind (sic) lies between freedom and happiness and for the great bulk of mankind, happiness is better.”  George Orwell

 

Elusive Dream

There’s an impatient patience,
a spirit of the age
rushing the vernal equinox
into yesterday’s tomorrow,
a backward looking future,
and elusive dream
of a perfect expectation
forever unbirthing
other than in the mind,
ever refusing the obvious,
to live in the present moment.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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December 3, 2019 · 4:10 pm

Seeing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

Photo: Cafe in Bunbury, a spirited Willy Wagtail – the fly-catcher who came in from the cold!

 

“The highest proof of the spirit is love.”  Albert Schweitzer

 

Seeing

When the prophet spoke
the wait was long and dry
till some shepherds called
though few believed their news,
I glimpse her if I’m careful
in children passing by,
birds, laughter, dragonflies,
faces on the street,
wise wind of Sophia
ancient eternal present,
heartfelt.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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November 26, 2019 · 1:57 am

Surely Not – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Moderation

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“Everything in moderation, including moderation.”  Oscar Wilde (his variation of an oft quoted piece usually attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson, who was using Plato’s original)

Surely Not

Doctor Temperance called me today,
knock back the booze, chocky and chips,
she said, laconically,
it’s the new religion!
But what about peace, love,
and breathing,
I want those in excess,
I said, and
there ended the new gospel.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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November 24, 2019 · 2:34 pm

The Unknowing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.”  Henry Miller

The Unknowing

Knowing
that one doesn’t know
is the most profound moment,
like seeing through a window,
not to the other side
so much as to see
what was not seen before,
a complete unknowing of
everything and a turning
to the inner compass
awaiting stillness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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November 19, 2019 · 1:50 pm

You Are – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

De at dVerse has invited us to use the word crack in a quadrille. In Ireland (whence came my ancestors) crack, or craic means fun or fun friend (and a host of other allied meanings).

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“I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.”  Helen Keller

You Are

By the river the cafe
near the garden with us
in the midst of the crowd
you danced liquid,
your eyes laughing
before your lips,
the sun reflecting your smile
and warming my heart,
and, for all the world,
you’re such a good craic.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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November 17, 2019 · 5:24 pm

To Be Made Whole a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Ruined land was accepted as the collateral damage of progress.” Robin Wall Kimmerer

 

To Be Made Whole

Even before the flames extinguished
my thoughts were drawn
to broken things
like a box of children’s toys
grown old, less loved,
discarded by the way,
and so my wish was formed
around my sorrow
for all the broken ones
to be made whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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