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Always That Something – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Something

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“One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.”  Simone de Beauvoir

Always That Something

To be close to her is to
feel the cosmos
beating in my heart
running lucy’s diamonds,
essence of fairy dust,
pockets of poppies,
nosegays of lively moves,
handfuls of shooting stars
that tingle goosebumps
in ripples of swoon,
drenched in the purple
of mountains and
the turquoise of reefs,
always that something,
to be close to her is to
have it all.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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A Simile Upon My Lips – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Cliche

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“The reason that cliches become cliches is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication.”  Terry Pratchett

 

A Simile Upon My Lips

She crossed her magnificent cliches
and blithely jutted her metaphors
with one of those smiles
with which sirens erase the world
for breathless moments
of pause, to catch a sense of
something other,
a wilding promise,
with which her eyes drew me closer,
and soon,
I died that little death,
with a simile upon my lips.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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But Tonight – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Almost a Triolet

Frank at dVerse has invited us to write a Triolet – eight lines, a rhyming pattern of abaaabab, similar word count to a Quadrille, so forty-four words.

 

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“Sometimes waiting makes the culmination that much sweeter.”  Lynne Raye Harris

 

But Tonight

She rummaged her Trousseau,
no time like the present
to be wrapped in a bow,
desperately wanting to impress her beau
who she had kept in tow
because he was so magnificent,
just too long she’d kept it slow,
but tonight impassioned and recumbent.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Falling Into You – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Prosery

Kim at dVerse has invited us to write a prose piece of 144 words using the line “There are moments caught between heartbeats.” from a poem by Louis MacNiece titled ‘Coda.’

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Falling Into You

There are moments caught between heartbeats, just as in those moments of solitude when one questions the point between the inward and outward breath. Or where the water I walked in earlier today, where will it be now? As to pinpointing any definitive moment, well, there is only a kind of knowing by doing, where there arise moments between seeing and feeling. Moments when time falls away and I fall into you and we float so lightly on the energy we so effortlessly generate, lighting our world with a felt glow. for a brief moment time speeds as yet it slows, a quantum of pleasure, like salmon forging upstream, we reach that point of no return, that precipice of tipping where we rise yet descend, and descend yet rise, bathed in an inner sunset, that warm glow between heartbeats falling into you.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Until – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Sun

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“Even the sun directs our gaze away from itself and to the life illumined by it.”  Eberhard Arnold

Until

The sun is just the sun
so far as the eyes are concerned
until the sun meets
horizon or cloud,
and every hue erupts,
bathing hearts with flutter,
even more so when the
sun meets your hair
offering highlights and
directing my gaze
to you.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Moon Tide – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

De at dVerse has invited us to write a Quadrille (44 words) using a form of the word filling.

 

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“Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.”  Khaled Hosseini (The Kite Runner)

 

Moon Tide

When the moon fills your eyes
and the night shadows draw long,
then we will breathe as one,
bathed in the light
that hides in your dreams
and lives in your skin,
as tide that washes over until
we have danced into each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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One – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Skimpy

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“A girl in a bikini is like having a loaded pistol on your coffee table – there’s nothing wrong with them, but it’s hard to stop thinking about it.”  Garrison Keillor

One

When your skimpy two-piece became one,
I counted your thirty-three vertebrae
with my sensitive fingers,
so carefully I traced
from C-1 to L-5
and, holding my breath
I pressed on to S-4
where I felt my heart
increasingly spinning.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Fullness – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Saturday – Spring

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“I want to do to you what spring does with cherry trees.”  Pablo Neruda

 

Fullness

The beautiful blossom was in its fullness
and the buds were lush and ripe,
swollen with colour so strong,
stems supple with every flex,
the birds and the bees came
to be tantalised by that sweet nectar,
so rich a honey overflowing, it ached,
she looked up as he turned,
he smiled her personification of spring.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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I Want a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Lust

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“If we the substituted the word Lust’ for ‘Love’ in the the popular songs it would nearer the truth.”   Sylvia Plath

 

I Want

How I want, yes want
the depth of your smoky eyes,
and to capture the rainbow that
speaks from your heart
in syllables of colour
vibrating your slender spine,
soon to quench my desire
and to drink your most perfect skin
while greedily feasting on the
abundance of the shore of your lips,
to ravage your coastline
and breathe the note of your whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Her Lips – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Pastel

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“And yet to wine, to opium even, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself.”  Charles Baudelaire

Her Lips

She loved bright colours
which were all of her moods,
and a sense of all the places
she’d like to be,
but after the party and
“would you like to come in?”,
after highs and highest,
and nights of a thousand kisses,
her lips mellowed to pastel.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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