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So I’ll Say It Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Video: Beedelup State Forrest, Mundaring, there’s always something more, rain, sound, birds, wind, feelings, smells ….

“For me, the opposite of scarcity is not abundance. It’s enough.” Brene Brown

So I'll Say It Again

Perhaps it hasn't been said
or, if it has, then too quietly
under the roar of everything,
and not-with-standing all 
that is ill round about us, 
right down to the wire of
possible despair, whether
we're counting moments or
holding the long view of it,
is knowing that this is not
all there is, there is always
something more.


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How Can It Be – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

WikiLeaks’ founder Julian Assange leaves Westminster Magistrates Court in London, Britain January 13, 2020. REUTERS/Henry Nicholls

“Once a government is committed to the principle of silencing the voice of opposition, it has only one way to go, and that is down the path of increasingly repressive measures, until it becomes a source of terror to all its citizens and creates a country where everyone lives in fear.” Harry S. Truman

How Can It Be?

How can it be that the one who dared to tell 
what needed to be told, should always be told,
is the one who must be sacrificed for breaking
the rules of the most splendid game,
the game where we pretend that we don't 
know that we know?

Why must one person be vilified that others
may be dignified in their ethical lying and 
strategic misinformation that protects their
power and presumed authority that looks
very much like corporate narcissism on the
rampage, creating and consuming their 
victims with impunity and disdain?

How can it be that we let them?


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What Hand Will You Play? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Men Argue. Nature acts.” Voltaire

What Hand Will You Play?

One should always designate the joker early,
you never know when a crisis will arise,
often at the eleventh hour but also the first,
what hand will you play as the earth burns?

You never know when a crisis will arise,
the deck is smouldering but no one notices,
what hand will you play as the earth burns?
Show the wild card that we might turn the game.

The deck is smouldering but no one notices,
we're all holding close and sweating it out,
show the wild card that we might turn the game,
the hour is early, the hour is late, play it sweet.

We're all holding close and sweating it out,
often at the eleventh hour but also the first,
the hour is early, the hour is late, play it sweet,
one should always designate the joker early.


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Those Words Must Wait – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night where we are invited to post a poem of our own choosing.

dVerse Poets – OLN – Blast Off

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“Noise creates illusions. Silence brings truth.” Maxime Lagace

Those Words Must Wait

There are times when I cannot speak,
when the story simply won't come,
because those words must wait until
they can be placed in an understanding
and be fully received so that they are
not lost in the noise that is everywhere,
where they will be swallowed up and 
ruined before they have time to birth
an idea, a meaning, possibilities for
the world.


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Somewhere Between – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The moment is not found by seeking it, but by ceasing to escape from it.” James Pierce

Somewhere Between

Where am I?
I know I'm here,
but not yet really here,
I am somewhere else,
always I am somewhere else,
and just when I eschew the 
tentacles of the past or 
the talons of the future,
I am right there and not here,
which is where I desire to be.
Instead, I am somewhere between
heart and mind,
a limbo,
not a road.


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Enduring August – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sanaa is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem about August.

Of course August differs across the globe and I live in Australia (which has its own variations) so a great opportunity to say something of August from the south.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Sometimes August Isn’t Recognised

Photo: August 3, 2022 – Cape Leeuwin below the lighthouse, the storm is ending, power is out, temp has plummeted, rain increasing and yet there is a beauty to it all.

“In our opinion August is not the best time to visit Australia ….” Weather & Climate

Enduring August

August,
yes you, you cold bastard,
rattling loose my roof sheets,
knocking down my fences,
wounding my beloved trees,
flooding my private spaces,
leaving me sleepless, worried,
stressed, heart pounding with
every shrill screech of your
forceful breath on my eaves
and panes of fragile protection,
I yearn for your end 
and pray for gentle spring,
while enduring your bitter and 
splintered wintry grief.


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The Whole View – Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Merril is hosting Haibun Monday with an invitation to look up, and write about the experience.

dVerse Poets – Haibun – Look Up

Photo: Bluff Knoll, first you have to go down before you start to climb up the mount, here covered in fog and rain. This was a great days climb and well worth the experience.

“Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.” Maya Angelou

The Whole View

My experiences of looking up are experiences of momentarily leaving myself, placing myself in the cosmos, letting go any singular rootedness and finding community with all things and all beings, animate and inanimate, rocks and trees, mountains, the sky and all it holds. I don't feel diminished by the bigness of it all, I feel included, and I feel moved to include all things. In that sense of acceptance comes a deep sense of harmony and belonging for me.

To look at the grandeur of a tree and trace its linear circuitry, to reach out to the sky and know its infinity, to view the mountain and feel its strength and presence, are deeply moving for me. Looking up at this mountain reminds I am not the centre of life, not even my own, I am simply a part of the whole that seeks life together. To look up at this mountain is a reminder that I have no control over it and no need to do so. The call of this mountain is to take pleasure in its gift of diverse experiences that enable me to know a little more about life and who I am and a lot of letting go and not knowing.

Looking up the mount
I saw the heavens opened
jasmine tea goes cold 


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Beware The Hooks – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A fishing pole is a stick with a hook at one end and a fool on the other.” Samuel Johnson

Beware The Hooks

My friend's father took us fishing one night,
he took time to explain that I should be very
careful with the hook because should my flesh
become hooked the hook could only go one 
way through my finger and that would be
really painful, and I believed him, but
what of other hooks that pass painfully
through us, you know the ones, yes?
Are we equally as careful with them?


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What Do You Fear? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The measure of intelligence is the ability to change.” Albert Einstein

What Do You Fear?

Fear has curled its fetid sinews around
our collective human throat choking 
the brain and placing us solely in the
amygdala, reactive, angry, turgid, 
anachronistic egos looking for a past
to make sense of the future,
taking refuge in childhood memories,
seeking comfort in the midst of change
by attacking everything that arises as
progress, as does every generation;
equality, divergence, health, gay, trans,
what does it matter to you, 
did you miss out, will you be murdered
in your sleep by a view of difference, 
or is it that you can't accept that what
mummy taught you isn't quite right?


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The Moment -a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A very faustian choice is upon us: whether to accept our corrosive and risky behaviour as the unavoidable price of population and economic growth, or to take stock of ourselves and search for a new environmental ethic.” E.O. Wilson

The Moment

The moment between asking and answering a question
is the moment of significant weight waiting to shift,
one way or another to fall or to rise, to the left or the right,
and in the moment identifying our own game of denial.

Is the moment of significant weight waiting to shift 
merely a trope of the human imaginative longing,
one way or another to fall or to rise, to the left or the right,
or is it perhaps a significant axial irruption in our midst?

Merely a trope of the human imaginative longing,
suggesting that there is no salvific moment beyond dreams,
or is it perhaps a significant axial irruption in our midst,
at best our childish myths deserted our desperate need.

Suggesting that there is no salvific moment beyond dreams,
one way or another to fall or to rise, to the left or the right,
at best our childish myths deserted our desperate need,
the moment between asking and answering a question.


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