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We Were – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Open Link Night

Lillian at dVerse is hosting Open Link Night where we post a poem of our choosing.

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“Your task is not to seek love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” Rumi

We Were

We were talking about Plato
as you do over wine and,
soon enough, Descartes,
just as I thought I thought I 
was for a mo, until we 
moved to the moderns
when she confessed Derrida
and all that jazz, waxing
lyrical about deconstruction
as I slowly unbuttoned her
blouse, after which we were 
completely existential.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Lost And Found – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Touch

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“We lie in each other’s arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colours of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.” Marge Piercy

Lost And Found

Hands as whispers,
fingers as feathers,
gestures lightly placed,
skin as eyes so softly
feel the finest tears of sweat
from deep kindled heat,
she the journey he'd dreamed,
he an adventure traced in ecstasy,
both lost of the road begun, and
found in the meander of the
lush rich map of each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Juice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Linda at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) on the subject of brambles. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Brambles

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“The tastiest berries are often hidden. Do not despair if you haven’t found true love. Look under the leaves and branches of convention.” Khang Kijarro Nguyen

Juice

By sun's zenith we plunged on
filling our baskets brim,
our shirts stained and torn,
your cheek bleeding,
eyes smiling and lips fulsome;
by moon's zenith we plunge
into the juice of life with
sugar tongued, 
softly encrusted,
moist slices of
your blackberry pie.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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She Dreamed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Five Lines

“Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.” Song of Songs

She Dreamed

Magenta stretched out among the wildflowers,
the sun soaked earth warming deeply,
colourful perfumed senses aroused
while she dreamed her secret garden
only he could tend.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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It Fell – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Luscious

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"The proximity of a desirable thing tempts one to overindulge. On that path lies danger."   Frank Herbert

It Fell

The glistening droplet gathered itself
into a weight of momentum,
slithering the glossy surface
with greedy, lusty intent,
feeling every vein and downy hair
until, having drunk its fill of
luscious skin, it fell to the ground 
of fertility where its sighs can 
still be heard.

©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

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The Domino Effect – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Domino Effect

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“I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.”  Christopher Poindexter

 

The Domino Effect

I chained my fevered mind
and tethered my wasted soul,
making incantations,
potions of restraint, yet
in a moment I swam an ocean,
ran a marathon,
and stupored I
wove a path of hiding
in plain sight,
all to no avail,
as I unleashed
my imagination unravelled
in your flesh,
possessed,
my defenses collapsed,
one by one
my chains fell off.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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My Drug Of Choice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Kick

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“Honour women! They entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.”  Friedrich Schiller

My Drug Of Choice

Suppine,
arched,
short breaths,
ragged,
slowing,
dissipates,
assuaged,
and the moment passes,
though your eyes
offer playback,
you,
my drug of choice,
and as much as I might try,
you’re the habit
I can’t,
don’t want to
kick.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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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

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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

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