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That Melolagnia – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Music

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“When life or love gets dull, adjust your sensuality.”  Lebo Grand

 

That Melolagnia

His deep bass
voice
shivered her spine
and his strumming
made her faint,
all that four-four
was a beautiful play,
and he played her to the edge
of the clef.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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The Self Entwined – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.”  Nayyirah Waheed

The Self Entwined

Amazing,
that moment,
that feeling,
when the edge is transcended
and the real is the moment,
things blur,
pulse races,
heart faints,
and then
somehow awakened,
only to see,
to know
that it is merely entanglement,
the self entwined
in a desire of its own,
seeking expression,
fulfilment,
perhaps, even
expiation.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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The Game – prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Tuesday – Passage

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“Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.”  Leonard Cohen

 

The Game

She reached for the old book once again as she did every Thursday afternoon. It was quieter here in the bookshop then, and she loved to pour over the pages in private, knowing that she would faintly mark a passage that he would find when, as he always did, came looking later, long after she had gone. It was a delicious game that hadn’t yet lost its charm. She found what spoke for her, placed a book mark and pencilled a dot next to “Let us go to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded …. there I will give you my love.” Sighing heavily, she placed the book back on the shelf and then found her way out of the shop. She set off, determined to buy some grapes before she made her way home. Smiling, she left her door unlocked.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Like A Wave – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Surrealism in Poems

Linda at dVerse has invited us to delve into surrealism.

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“An ecstasy is a thing that will not go into words; it feels like music.”  Mark Twain

Like A Wave

The water once gathered from the sky,
heaven’s bold gift
a recess of your mind
your dark iris hears, sees, and
tells a tale of something known
in the very core of that secret place,
turning, writhing, resisting,
as the piper plays
tunes move through you,
a smooth melolagnia,
your hairs stand
rippling, like a wave
as you soak deep
the abiding presence
washing over,
now spent
as night.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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The Meal – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Delicious

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“I’ll come and make love to you at five o’clock. If I’m late, start without me.”  Tallulah Bankhead

The Meal

She came round at twelve for lunch,
the moment was perfect
so many flavours and textures and
we thoroughly indulged, noting later
that the meal was delicious too.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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The Trail – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Savour

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“The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting.”  Andy Warhol

 

The Trail

The house is quite still though the door,
familiar evening smells permeate, and
soft jazz, a quiet horizon, fills my arrival
while the long hours have hungered me
and my stomach cries out,
but nothing could satisfy more than to
follow the breadcrumb trail you’ve left
for me to discover,
this unfamiliar familiarity,
and to savour its delicious steps
ever so slowly.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Extasis – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Meet the Bar

Bjorn at dVerse has invited us to speak metaphorically.

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Extasis

I desire to write the curves of you
that my fingers might dance you, and
having dipped my quill in the
dark well of your silken ink
that glides my page with
such soft egress,
we would language in caress
as whispered feathers
fly to purring clouds.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Extasis – Latin borrowed from the Greek – ecstasy or rapture.

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Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Excursion

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“Licence my roving hands, and let them go before, behind, between, above, below.” . John Donne

Again

Of nape and lips
lobes and lids,
a drift of hair,
a flex of sinew,
to draw the same breath
finding that ancient rhythm,
and hand to the rise
describing the cleft and valley
places too dally,
a mind etched,
longing invoked,
an excursion I will take again.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Undone – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.”  Anais Nin, ‘Delta of Venus

Undone

I drank you deeply
like a desert ravaged soul,
a desiccated husk
greedily, intoxicatingly,
lustily I gulped
as uncontained
rivulets ran over me
until I could drink no more,
and though the feelings
lingered so strongly
my body was rent
like a torn sheet,
undone.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Divine – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Rose – RDP Friday

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Divine

So delicate this bud,
to trace that skin
atop its slender stem,
pure velvet
so smooth
fine
unrevealed
divine to touch,
to caress
so,
so beautiful,
beyond words,
desirable,
and the perfume,
well,
you know
Roses
are a little the same.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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