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Table of Memories

Abiding – Word of the Day

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Hardenbergia, one of many types native to Western Australia, this one found at Jarrah Loop walks between Bridgetown and Nannup. Not quite a puple-red like Aramanth, but purple nonetheless and that’s close enough for me. Aramanthine (adjective) means like, like aramanth. Aramanthine also carries the meaning unfading, everlasting. Aramanth comes from the Greek aramantos (αμαραντος) meaning unfading and was borrowed by poets (Milton, for one) to denote an imaginary flower that was unfading, everlasting.

 

Table of Memories

This table of memories,
its faded varnish
the dust of our journey.
Its timber laden with
the juice of many meals,
of coffee,
of conversations,
grief and hurt,
joy,
candles,
breathless lust,
plans,
dreams,
horizons.
Aramnanthine,
this table of unfading love,
our unvarnished life.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Eternal

Blossom – Word of the Day

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Another Wattle (Acacia) taken at Manea Reserve, the blossom is always so rich and golden, like miniature suns. Acacia carries a multitude of meanings, including; purity, fortitude, renewal, eternity and love.

 

Eternal 

After an aeternus
Helios landed with a thud
showering sparks across the land.
It must be so, because
the trees are ablaze,
golden with fire so bright
I averted my eyes, for
I could not hold your gaze.
You possessed me,
devoured my senses.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Tjukurpa

Harmony – Word of the Day

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Photo: Dry creek bed – the Hull River, Northern Territory. This particular spot is also the site of Kulpi Tjuntinya also called Lasseter’s Cave. The river is mostly dry on the surface, and runs underground. There are many soaks along its route. When it does rain heavily the water can be one third up the height of those trees, which given the width, is a mighty volume of water.

The Australian bush, long before white settlers, was well protected with the harmony of traditional law or Tjukurpa – pronounced Chookapah (following the Central and Western Desert peoples view). The law is an oral tradition handed on generation to generation and memorised. One of its central principles is respect for all the elements of nature because everthing is in relationship and everything has an effect. While the words harmony or balance are not explicit, the principles are evident in the way Australian indigenous peoples treat the land and each other.

 

In the Balance

Where once where trees lie salted plains
and dusty cattle ruts.
Camels, mines and 4x4s,
billabong and creek consumed.
Settlers coveted and misunderstood,
but the Anangu have wise ways,
and through their ancient dreaming,
there came ways of loving nature whole.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Crime Scene

Investigation – Word of the Day

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Henbury Meteorite Conservation reserve, in the Northern Territory. One of twelve craters left by a meteorite 4,700 years ago. We found it a great place to explore. Scientists continue to investigate the particles and debris from the meteorite found here.

 

Crime Scene

Footsteps recede,
The silence is eerie,
only a sliver of light
as I carefully crack the door ajar.
No footmarks or fingerprints,
no signs of forced entry.
I open the door,
aha, just as I’d thought,
shelf’s empty,
Someone’s abducted my custard tart.

 

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Uncontained

Puzzle – Quadrille 61

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Uncontained

Uncontained,
you fell into place
empuzzled, complete,
but your pieces dislodged in my tide.
I swept you along
we encompassed amor,
unravelling heart and mind.
Five hundred pieces of dream,
where sky meets with water
and shadows are past,
there’s no looking back.

 

©Paul Cannon

 

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Vagrant Days

Serenely – Word of the Day

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Vagrant Days

The rest of vagrant days,
of warm pillows and love,
soft morning light leaking in.
The alchemy of coffee and toast.
Holding that moment,
embracing the silence,
a revelation.
Knowing looks with no silent agendas,
the promise of this day,
a promise of serenity.

 

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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That Place

Debilitate – Word of the Day

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Debilitating

To be held prisoner in
that place we dare not speak its name,
that dark tower
with manacles of indecision,
and misguided discernment.
Plausible voices of “what if”,
the self-flagelation of inaction.
That tower where my heart is
captive to my doubting mind.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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