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Dear Alex – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to choose one of five book inscriptions and use it as an epigram, and they to write a poem.

dVerse Poets – Meeting The Bar – On The Fly Leaf

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The inscription I chose was:

“Alex – a few moments of reading pleasure in return for an evening of sensual delights. Denis” Jean Anthelme

Dear Alex

Dear Alex,
I've binned the bottles and stowed
the leftover chicken,
O what a night we had,
a drunken reverie fit for Bacchus,
like a game of twister gone wrong,
interweaving, interloping,
our glass always full,
I finished the cheese on which we supped,
and I washed your skirt that fell with grace,
which you left with haste as we dined with lust
upon our divine flesh,
salted with amour.


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The Mother – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 10 10.11.22

prompt: write a struggle poem.

The Mother

It might have been the way she carried herself
and her child that caught my attention,
she struggled with an undulating walk
favouring one hip as if wounded
(I'm told birthing can do that) and
she played with her child's wrap,
holding her closely and making wide eyed contact
while simultaneously rummaging her bag.
I'm sure she was conscious of the room as 
sound under water but remained undistracted 
by the machines and voices,
there was no one else and nothing
other than their connected eyes
that seemed to matter.
Her coffee arrived and she sipped a little.
I'm certain that by the time she drank it,
it would have been stone cold,
but then, the coffee was incidental,
she was completely absorbed in her child,
and for one moment the entire cafe smiled.


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Ever To Remind – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Punam is hosting poetics with an invitation to write a poem choosing four words from a list all with an Indian flavour (noting the month of celebrations culminating in the feast of Diwali).

dVerse Poets – Poetics – The Indian Connection

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The words I have chosen are: Bangles, chit, Chutney, cashmere.

“… chutney reigns on my plate.” Robyn Brittow

Ever To Remind

The retro,
well, that's what I call it,
always playing yesterday's music on loop,
the Bangle's have been around twice in an hour
since the barista hung the chit for our espresso,
the steak sandwich arrived while we
mused about the the weather pouring in,
daunting slabs of bread weighing the table down,
the waiter saying steak and chuckney. 
You picked yours up and gorged your cheeks full,
the chutney oozing through your lips sweet and sticky,
such a passionate celebration,
dark drops falling to the rise of your 
bright orange cashmere sweater,
ever to remind.


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Somewhere In The Middle – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

“Our capacity for self-deception has no known limits.” Michael Novak

Somewhere In The Middle

She tells her early life three ways,
the innocent child who was bullied 
by her calculating brother,
the young teen rejected by her
indifferent father or,
the older teen rescued by her
caring brother,
victim, martyr, sufferer,
and somewhere in the middle of 
it all lies the truth which has been
mangled and pressed down,
like a bitter vintage slowly sipped
until it no longer offends and
tastes sweet in the jumbled retelling,
a mask of normalcy and a ritual
that hides an inability to accept 
the lived experience. 


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I Seek All – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Culture is more often a source of conflict than of synergy.” Geert Hofstede

I Seek All

Some of us sit uneasily with tribes
while ever searching for one,
dreaming of taking our place,
belonging to a picture of life,
striving to fit the wrong shape,
feeling dejected when all efforts
fail to improve visibility or whatever
expectations we hold,
I no longer seek tribes,
those fleeting vessels of angst,
I seek all sentient beings in
encounter.


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Is It Strange? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Nothing protects the heart like patience.” Rob Hill Sr

Is It Strange?

Is it strange that he keeps his heart in a jar,
down by the sea, just out of reach of the tide,
with the lid screwed on very water-tight,
never to be awash on the shore of emotion.

Down by the sea, just out of reach of the tide,
he baited the hook of his own amour torment,
never to be awash on the shore of emotion,
yet always afraid of the waves rolling in.

He baited the hook of his own amour torment,
conscious of the disappearing sands,
yet always afraid of the waves rolling in,
uncertain of the stars coming down close.

Conscious of the disappearing sands,
with the lid screwed on very water-tight,
uncertain of the stars coming down close,
is it strange that he keeps his heart in a jar?


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Why Would I? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Lillian is hosting Poetics with an invitation to take one of eight proverbs and adages as inspiration for a poem.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – A Penny For Your Thoughts

The adage I chose is “An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.” Poor Richard’s Almanac, Benjamin Franklin.

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“But she felt she had to see him or she would die.” Iris Murdoch (The Nice And The Good)

Why Would I?

Have you never been love sick?
To feel all that delicious internal,
beautiful turmoil, an inner, perpetual
tsunami washing up and rolling away
in a mixture of breathless joy and 
airless despair.

Sometimes the precipice of doubt
becomes the best question, the 
next being, how do I know this, but
then I don't, or do I? The torment is
velvet, a sigh, a hallelujah chorus.
Why would I avoid it , why would I 
seek a cure, this malady is my melody,
it is my score.


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Journey To Celebration – Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write about Celebration.

dVerse Poets – Haibun – Celebration

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“And so this is Christmas and what have you done?” John Lennon


Journey To Celebration

La Nina grips our western coast, it's hotter than hell, 45c (113f) up in the city, hot enough to boil my blood. Surely everyone will come to us on the southern coast, no trekking for us this year we're staying bunkered in the coolness.

Soon the days are passing fast and it seems that all are on their way and the journey to celebration has begun. Much sweeping, cooking, decorating, though no bulwark against the christmastide that annually washes over us. And as time inevitably shortens to its point, we hear the news that they're only an hour away. All that must be done is done though imperfectly arranged.

Our apprehensive energy is released at every hug and hello, the food is such a synchromesh of cheer, it garners every word and smile. We ride the lows of politics and the controversies of the family lines while lifting high on living well, of dreams, of visions, of aspirations, our thoughts are projected well.

All too soon we've chewed the fat, and over hours and days all must depart, a small grief occupies our hearts. It seemed a long road to this moment, now it has come and passed, all are sated and spent. The storm we talked up has settled now, and in the quiet of the house we rest in our happy glow.

sun heats the earth
summer celebrations run
a small grief fills hearts


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But In Just The Right Light – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write about Tinsel.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Tinsel

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“Tinsel in February, tinsel in August. there are things in a man besides his reason.” Wallace Stevens

But In Just The Right Light

Some people speak only self-referentially 
without a thought for others ,
their judgements of kitsch, or gaudy, or 
gauche can wound, but in just the right
light at just the right time, tinsel can light
the heart; I like mine with a tinge of blue.


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The Bold Gaze Of Silence – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The deepest moments of intimacy occur when you’re not talking.” Patricia Love

The Bold Gaze Of Silence

Impassive,
your lips refrain in this 
slender moment of opening,
but your eyes belie the silence
that hangs between us as they 
speak quietly and without 
reservation of love's invitation,
where words might shake and
not be trusted, the bold gaze of
silence pulls strongly to a tender 
embrace.


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