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Of Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Kim at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) using the word blue. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Blue

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“A certain blue enters your soul.” Henry Matisse

Of Love

Welcome to my bower
of all things true
writers ink or anise drink,
azure sky just as Oedipus
reflected in earth's waters,
or the potter's cobalt glaze,
all needs a little chemistry and
heat in passioned mix, 
just as your eyes
of love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Note: The Australian Bower Bird builds a scrub nest on the ground and fills it with shiny things, preferably blue in order to attract a mate.

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Nutmeg – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The spicier the food, the spicier the Love.” Anthony T. Hinks

Nutmeg

The day of metaphors arrived
like a vine claiming a trellis,
unconsciously filling the lines
of his normally vapid mind with
a stirring to picking pumpkins,
the slicing thereof to a soup,
tasting the bland therein, spiced
memories erupting a remedy,
dashes and pinches colliding
with a thought that simmered,
that his day was quite the same,
and when he called she said yes,
Nutmeg was always ready to spice.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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It Starts – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“It is not sex that gives pleasure but the lover.”  Marge Piercy

It Starts

It starts with
a series of moves until
she feels like she’s floating
above you and you’re
pulling her back, but
she’s making discoveries as
she nears the ceiling,
taking you with her,
swimming through a long sigh,
breaking surface at last,
our lungs sucking in air.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Slowly Unlocked – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – The Perfect Seven Lines

Frank at dVerse has invited us to write a poem of our choosing – the challenge is to write only seven lines (I’m not sure about perfect lines though).

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“The only virtue is reckless love.”  Arif Naseem

Slowly Unlocked

Waylaid, I ordered tea,
the streets were empty, though
this one was unknown to me,
her entrance was undeclared
though not unnoticed and we
slowly unlocked our dreams
in this strangest of times.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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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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