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Cafe Prophets

Prophetic – Word of the Day

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Cafe Prophets

Like some millenarian sect
we huddled over our espresso,
reading the bitter dregs,
auguries of something dark,
quoting Nietzsche dire,
plotting the world,
tilting at paper windmills,
drinking in the end of all that was nigh.
But the singer interrupted
and set us straight,
upbraiding our naivety,
setting a vision
of worlds yet unseen,
horizons unpassed,
lovers unheld,
life to be lived,
not in chairs
or thaumaturgy,
but in the muck and mess of life
out along the streets.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Emergency – Word of the Day

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Carbon sucker punch
with chemical balm,
the bees are bummed,
dropping dead down.
It’s not just the honey,
there’ll be no fruit,
nature’s little cupid is caput,
the bee-eaters are thinning,
a global emergency is upon us now.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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A Spell Of Tea – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sleep – 5 Lines

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A Spell Of  Tea

So still,
spindle and needle lie forlorn,
your breathing so shallow,
you awaken from the longest slumber
with the aroma of fresh Darjeeling.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Aced By Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Ricochet – Word of the Day

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Squash or racquetball, depending where you live, is, in my view, a skilful ricochet or rebound game. If you look closely, you will see a trajectory line showing an impending shot.

 

Aced By Love

Confused, I looked around,
I swear I saw a reflection,
I craned and there you were,
left of field.
You flashed a smile,
it ricochetted every chamber,
my heart aflutter.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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The Parenthesis Of Silence – Published

 

My poem “The Parenthesis of Silence” has been published on Spillwords.

The Parenthesis of Silence – at Spillwords

If you haven’t been to Spillwords you are missing out.

 

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Seduction

My poem ‘Seduction’ was published online at Poppy Road Review.

Seduction

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Confession

Torment – Word of the Day

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Confession

Just a glimpse of you
caused an ache
as if I were stretched upon
an Inquisition rack.
Equally, I did not resist,
instead I confessed your name
that I might be in your presence,
to have,
to hold,
and melt into once more.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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The Narrative Of Walls

Ubiquitous – Word of the Day

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The Narrative Of Walls

The old brick wall was always there,
but I’d left it unnoticed for a time.
It held my gaze as I wandered by,
and I saw that it had aged
a little more than time allowed,
with the trace of salt along its base
and the dust of fretting bricks,
the earth returning to its place.
The wall is marked with histories,
of weather and of time,
the stains of rain and dogs
and local drunks.
Kissing couples,
vendors,
and tennis balls
have grazed these ancient bricks.
I’ve leaned here,
conversed,
and waited for a sign.
If I could squeeze this wall
it would have so much to give
by way of story,
some of it mine.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Cafe Tryst

RDP#86: Brio

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Cafe Tryst

Heels staccato
ringing the flagstones loud,
voices blending into each other,
that creative human recipe.
The scrape of a chair,
glasses sparkling,
were faces red from wine or sun?
The hiss of coffee being poured,
barista focussed,
hidden by spurts of steam.
And there you were,
framed by the door,
an acolyte of spring,
such energy, such brio.
I found my breath,
my pulse racing.
We played with food
and swirled our wine,
you gushed about the brioche,
the morning,
aunt Sophie,
the lake.
But I desired your lips
and your sweet wine.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Cacophany

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via Daily Prompt: Cacophony

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The Pied Cormorant, commonly called “Shag”, though this is erroneous, because originally shags and cormorants were distinct, now the term has become interchangeable (though that is now in dispute). The name Cormorant evolved from and is derived from the Greek meaning Bald Raven (φαλακρος κοραξ) and later from the Latin corvus marinus or sea raven. It was orginally thought that the Cormorant was relative of the raven (up to the mid 16th C.), mainly becuase of its hooked beak. In the photo, taken on the Blackwood River a few years ago, the one at the back right is displaying the Cormorant’s particular wing drying habit, having dove into the water pursuing fish. As we passed by they had called out. Now they are not as discordant as a Raven or a Black Cockatoo, but nor are they a sing-song bird that can charm the ear with…

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