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Knowing

Fathom – Word of the Day

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Knowing

If I could kedge your mysterious depths,
that I might navigate safely,
the channels of emotion
that course our veins,
and so, not risk the reefs of disappointment
and wreckage of love.
To fathom your feelings,
to know for sure,
that I am yours.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Kedging is the old art of guiding a sailing ship into bays and channels using a longboat to row ahead and plot a safe course and drop an anchor allowing the ship to pull itself against the anchor and move the course safely. It helped many a tall ship avoid running aground, or hitting a reef. The method is also used to rescue ships that ran aground, technically using the anchor as a lever to pull against, thus setting the ship free.

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Was It Really Love?

Voluptuous – Word of the Day

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Imelda May (celebs101.com), singer, musician who is accomplished in blues, jazz, and rockabilly. In my mind, a visual definition of voluptuous.

 

Was It Really Love?

Warm Juno,
luscious Venus,
curved angel of delight,
with Lucifer upon your lips,
revenant of my dreams,
flame of my youth,
was it really love?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Surrender

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Surrender

Across the trench I see you readying to make a move,
the flares go up, a sure sign,
a prelude to a barrage,
the whoosh of shells and chatter of guns,
staccato, a painful beauty.
The shouting,
the frenzy,
down comes the wire,
the whites of their eyes,
that moment of surrender.
And, just as soon, comes the silence,
as before, so afterwards,
ordnance expended, tension eased.
Now we hold each other prisoner
the distance is closed,
an alliance begins,
in this tortuous war we call love,
where no one wins
and everyone loses together.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Our Beautiful Storm

dVerse – Quadrille Monday

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Our Beautiful Storm

Warm as the night was
you shivered as I drew you closer,
and we descended into a maelstrom,
waves washing over us,
so fierce,
yet so gentle.
Carefully we chartered a course
and found a safe harbour,
devouring our storm,
now utterly spent,
sated.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Our Carnival

Carnival – Word of the Day

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Our Carnival

I felt your presence in the madding crowd,
your hand sought mine
in the whirl of dance and blur of sounds.
And out of the bacchanalian chaos came stillness,
as the crowd swept over us,
round us,
beyond us,
and we were alone in eye of the storm.
Your energy radiated
as if you were the carnival incarnate,
and your mask could not hide
the intention in your eyes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul,

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Wanting

Duress – Word of the Day

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Wanting

Your breath kisses me before our lips delight,
the softest kiss of all,
and your eyes speak the mystery of wanting,
a celestial language of ascent
that needs no words,
only the pulse of desire,
rising,
longing.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Every Night

Infatuation – Word of the Day

 

Every Night

I see you every night,
a little obsessive some would say.
“Why don’t you do something else once in a while”,
they kindly intone.
But I’m home most nights just to be with you,
I cook and we share dinner,
you always dress so nice for me,
I just love to watch your face as you talk.
Have I told you about my feelings for you?
No.
And oblivious, you chatter away about the weather,
the latest news, and gossip.
I silently soak it all up,
just basking in your presence.
And when you finish that last sentence,
as I know you will,
I change the channel.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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That Summer

Tempestuous – Word of the Day

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That Summer

As summer progressed
the buffel grass yellowed and the wattle dried,
tinder to a flame.
Our lemon tree shrivelled its fruit
preserving its moisture,
as dust drifted in from far paddocks,
signs of a long dry ahead.
The unrelenting sun burnt into the tin roof
and we sweated every move.
That summer
we dared to start a fire
a tempest like no other.
We could barely speak,
nothing would extinguish it,
pure combustion.
That summer we started a fire,
a tempest like no other kindled our hearts
your hair like flames,
eyes alight,
my lips burned.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Irresistible

Tipsy – Word of the Day

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Irresistible 

We arrived somewhere,
I don’t remember where,
it doesn’t really matter.
What mattered was the velvety wine
and the way the light coloured your hair.
Our hunger assuaged,
not least for each other,
amidst the aphrodisia of love’s recollection,
we were uninhibited,
spontaneous,
irresistible.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Celebration

Unexpected – Word of the Day

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Celebration

One summer’s dusk
we lay down in Demeter’s realm,
whispering wheat in gentle breeze,
fecund, abundant and lush,
a promise of tomorrow.
And there momentarily we lived abandon,
that little death let go,
when, suddenly,
so unexpected,
a kaleidoscope of butterflies
filled the air.

 

©Paul vincent Cannon

 

Note: a kaleidoscope is a group of butterflies, and Demeter was the Greek goddess of grain and harvest.

 

Paul,

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