Attending – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. the challenge is to heal the mind.”  Caroline Myss

 

Attending

Outside her box she attended to her breathing
setting aside the rivers of consciousness
that on any ordinary day might drown her,
and settled for nothing that was yet something
without it being anything at all,
and later she could only imagine
that she was fed by angels.

©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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Seamless – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.”  Thich  Nhat Hahn

 

Seamless

To contemplate breathing
now there’s a thing,
a rhythm of
an inward and outward breath,
so simple really, and yet,
where is the juncture
the beginning or end,
though differently constituted
there are no parts
neither this or that,
just one continuous
seamless movement.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Attention – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.”  Mary Oliver

 

Attention

All the world is hello,
like a lover flirtatiously smiling
drawing attention indiscreetly
all red shoes and lipstick,
just wanting some loving attention.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Good Friends – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Since all is empty, all is possible.”  Nāgārjuna

Good Friends

I was a younger man then
when I wrestled the kraken of nemesism
and made friends with silence and stillness,
almost by accident it seemed
leaning on the strainer post
looking out across the paddock
at the sunset painting itself,
and everything melted
just fell away,
leaving me light of heart,
ever since
my friends have stayed the course
in various guises,
and wherever I am they are there
a welcome balm
for my cosmogyral mind.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Belief – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“belief, like love, must be voluntary.”  John Updike

Belief

Of orthodoxy there is no real centre
except of ink on paper
where imagination dies
a thousand deaths
in a rut of doctrines and dogmas
that pierce the heart
and erase the future,
imprisoning vision,
punishing hope,
and yet we are all heterodox
bringing our creative spice
to the great universal stew,
an ever changing recipe.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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When The Chips Were Down – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Chip – Word of the Day

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“There is scarcely any passion without struggle.”   Albert Camus ‘The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays.’

 

When The Chips Were Down

We reminisced over dinner
of all that we were and
of all that we are,
the places we’d been
people who’d come into our lives,
some who’d stayed
even at the fringes of our story,
those parenting years,
competing debt and dream cycles,
disappointments and celebrations,
there’ve been some very tough times
and yet, when the chips were down
we always came through and
we often say,
that’s what makes us.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: The saying “When the chips are down” was a poker term meaning your chips or tokens were so reduced that you were at risk of losing the game.

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Worth Mentioning – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Worth Mentioning – VJs Weekly Challenge

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Worth Mentioning

The sunrise was impressionist
but it wasn’t that,
the birdsong was a symphony
but it wasn’t that,
the rain a pleasant splatter
but it wasn’t that,
the perfect morning coffee
but it wasn’t that,
my sanguine mood
but it wasn’t that,
our lingering morning kiss,
it was that.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Stuck – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Stuck

My heart lifts as the sounds of childhood waft the air,
I look for children, but none are there
only adults blankly staring, going round and round,
they were here every yesterday
their lives stuck in a merry-go-round way.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Such Deceit – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Brood – Word of the Day

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“God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.”  William Shakespeare (Hamlet)

 

Such Deceit

You brood of vipers,
as you writhe and glide
your innocence shines,
not so much in your youthfulness
sleek and supple though you are,
even beautiful you glisten,
no, it is your quiet movements
and the depth of your eyes
that so easily belie
the deadly venom you hide,
you seduced the very first two
succeeding ever since
winning every ballot
with such deceit.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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