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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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Detective Story – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

#2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge

Day 14 14.11.22

Prompt: Take the phrase ‘[blank] Story’ (e.g. Tall Story) to create a title then write a poem for it.

Detective Story

What does the evidence say?
We have everything needed,
don't need a hanging judge,
the clues are everywhere,
finger prints and DNA for miles,
nothing hidden,
you had no shame,
leaving your love all over him
for everyone to see,
even so no charges will be laid,
there's no crime here
except the little death.


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Being Shelfish – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Form with an invitation to write a synchronicity poem (for more detail, click the link below), eight lines 8-8-2 syllable form, last two verses twist.

dVerse Poets – Poetry Form – Synchronicity

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“Books are uniquely portable magic.” Stephen King

Being Shelfish 

He was completely devoted,
ever the blind doting partner,
long held.

His love utterly unquestioned,
her many wishes his desire,
so fete.

Summer disposition so clear,
holiday lovers in a rash,
replete.

Sneaking beyond all the confines,
cigarettes and liquor hidden,
ashamed.

Looking out for the prying elders,
those green lemon suckers defiled,
by love.

His hands wandered her ample scape,
her body given to his touch,
so played.

She loved this game above all else,
the same every Thursday reading,
hidden.

She loved those torrid romance books,
her florid face library bid,
safely.


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Full – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Nothing risque, nothing gained.” Alexander Woollcott

Full

She was divine and 
I wanted to devour her then,
she read my thoughts with 
a smile and invited me to sip,
but I drank her down in full
draughts till the juice ran
over my lips.


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Trace Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Merril is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to write using the word or any of its forms – Shiver.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Shiver

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“Give me excess of it; that surfeiting. That appetite may sicken and die.” William Shakespeare

Trace Me

Are you cold?
why?
You shivered so.
Ah, yes, it's that thing that you do.
What?
That thing you do.
O, that.
Yes, when your finger traces so
deliciously, tantalisingly across
that carnal vale, it shivers me so,
go on, trace me a shiver.


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In Paticular – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun.” Katherine Hepburn

In Particular

Sometimes the menu is gentle,
and sometimes it is hot and spicy,
a revolution for the palette,
some menus offer slow food,
tender, dripping with flavours,
the food just melting in your mouth
others offer crisp, crunchy bites,
so tangy and juicy, while others
offer a taste tease with aged,
preserved foods which fill the senses,
one menu in particular is lush and
fulsome and makes me ache for more.


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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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Tongue And Groove – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse, De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write using some form of the word Groove.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Groove

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“Sometimes a wink is enough ….” Neha Sharma

Tongue And Groove

Though she was no carpenter,
she enjoyed the idea of renovation,
her ideas revolved around shape and form,
a true renaissance woman and, though I
tentatively suggested render, she turned,
winked and said, without guile, there's
always a place for some tongue and groove.

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How? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I’ve always believed in savouring the moments.” Anna Godbersen

How?
When a robe falls,
how is time measured?
In ampules of love or a 
quickening of the heart
that flickers the flame of 
expectation whispered in 
the french way like silken
chocolate on a summers day
when it always leaves just a
trace of memory that 
flavours fire, yes
exactly like that.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Softly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is hosting Open Link Night – the night to post a poem of your own choosing. dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“The Lotus comes from the murkiest water but grows into the purest thing.” Nita Ambani

Softly

As the day passed to night
lotus sat in the shadows quietly,
till moon touched her softly,
stiring a warmth becoming fire,
she rose up electric with 
tingling flesh, and so quickly
her perfect flower opened
completely inviting,
unravelling his tired resistance.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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