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Ms Palette – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Colour – RDP Sunday

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Photo: ivy.edu.au

“The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most.”  John Ruskin

 

Ms Palette

Some people are very grey,
while some are plain beige,
that’s who they are,
others, unfortunately,
are determinedly black or white
and entirely predictable,
some are bohemian rainbows,
free spirits,
some,
like my girl,
colour my day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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A Shared Space – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sanctuary – RDP Saturday

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Photo: europaleisure.com (it seems that I am not the one who photographs our garden!)

“When you increase the number of gardens, you increase the number of heavens too.”  Mehmet Murat ildan

 

A Shared Space

In the garden of restoration
there is a chair,
another too,
an invitation
with table and wine,
a sharing amidst nature’s
colours and sounds,
that sweet moist air,
and the silence craved at day’s end.
A sanctuary to ponder madness
To dream our dreams,
and to divine purpose,
though not an end
of all our being.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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So Simple – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Revelation – Word of the Day

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Photo: Orchid at Talgomine Reserve, winter 2018.

 

“Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul.”  Ovid

 

So Simple

So simple really, that
in the delicate unfolding
of an innocent bud,
all is revealed,
all is satisfied,
all can be known,
if your gaze is kind.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Unfounded – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Admire – Word of the Day

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“We’re going to have to let truth scream louder to our souls than the lies that have infected us.”  Beth Moore

 

Unfounded

What’s not to like?
But you found a
thousand imperfections,
all unfounded and,
located in your unwillingness
to believe that you are
the jewel in the crown of my heart,
of which your greatest gift,
your unconditional love,
is the truest beauty of all.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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The Indescribable Point – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Zenith – Word of the Day

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Note: In astronomy terms the zenith is a location point directly above you.

“Filled with rapture his soul yearned for freedom, space, vastness.Over him the heavenly dome, full of quiet, shining stars, hung boundlessly … The silence of the earth seemed to merge with the silence of the heavens and the mystery of the earth touched the mystery of the stars.”  Fyodor Dostoevsky

 

The Indescribable Point

We reached for the indescribable point,
having left our anchored ordinary,
entering time without time,
and losing the rails of thought,
yet we knew a knowing,
as our bodies spoke an urgency,
to meet above ourselves,
and fall into luxurious abandon,
washed in desire.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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No Jibe Talking – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Acquiesce – Word of the Day

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Photo: pixabay.com

 

“The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.”  Martin Luther King Jr. (with echoes of Edmund Bourke).

No Jibe Talking

The hallways offer up a lifetime of
stale urine and cigarette ash,
I don’t think the cleaner turns up,
sounds and smells
flit in and out of my consciousness,
TV coming from 16,
laughter from 20,
someone talking loudly on the phone,
34’s door is badly fractured,
I smell Cabbage.
The hall light is flickering,
its life almost over,
like some in here,
blondie from 47 is remonstrating with
a mean looking guy,
I slow as I near her door,
blondie is holding her ground,
something about money,
she gets paid tomorrow,
I hover,
then, just for fun,
I start knocking on doors,
time for a show,
mean man slows his patter,
adjusts his stance,
everyone watching,
he climbs down,
then starts to leave,
“I’ll be back if you don’t pay”
He glares,
Don’t bother mate, she says,
we’ll be here waiting for you,
we all laugh,
here, we’re all at our wits end,
but there’s no jibe for mean guys,
we stick together.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Take Flight – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Flight – RDP Sunday

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“From age 6 to 12, I lived in seven different countries, moving from one refugee camp to another, hoping we would be wanted.”  Clemantine Wamariya

 

Take Flight

Their guns,
it is always their guns,
we have no guns of our own,
Their guns are menacing,
and their words are spite and spittle,
we are suspicion incarnate,
despised and rejected we must take flight.
We are diaspora to the world,
our minds are broken down,
our hearts are ever restless for home,
but our feet seek places of hope,
and people of peace.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Sublime Irony – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Stillness – VJs Weekly Challenge #32

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Photo: looking out over the breakaway at Jindalee, such a peaceful place to camp.

“I have often wondered whether especially those days when we are forced to remain idle are not precisely the days spent in the most profound activity.”   Rainer Maria Rilke

 

Sublime Irony

The nothingness of stillness
is the something of me
that is wellness gifted inside,
a sublime irony,
where less is more,
and fuel for the rigours of day.
A day without still
is a faustian madness,
that sucks all the life out of me,
but to sit in the bush,
or the quiet of somewhere,
profoundly restores me to me,
and it helps me to topsy
as I turvey this world.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Just Look – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Unique – Word of the Day

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Photo: thakehamfurniture.co.uk

 

 

“The only one youer than you is you”  Dr. Seuss

 

Just Look

That we’re different is plain to see,
just look in the mirror,
one species,
so many faces to put to it,
like snow flakes,
not one the same.
We’re all differently abled,
gifted in so many ways,
just needing to unlock,
what is uniquely ours.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Radiant Humility – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Exquisite – Word of the Dayperson-690033__480.jpg

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“She was indeed a girl of exquisite beauty …”  Patrick Suskind

 

Radiant Humility

What fool would compare thee?
Who could be found so prepossessing?
Such a ravishing beauty to behold,
and yet, what is truly exquisite
is the humility that radiates from within.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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