Sugar Drunk – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Worth – Word of the Day

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Photo: wall.alphacoders.com

 

Sugar Drunk

That hazy spring afternoon,
as the sun soaked us,
we wandered
in that field of flowers,
as the bees were taking nectar,
sugar drunk,
buzzing so excitedly,
and we laid down,
humming that sacred tune
for all we were worth,
so drunk on loving.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Selfless Beauty – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Humble – Word of the Day

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Photo found at instantshift.com (photographer unknown). Elite runner Jaqueline Kiplimo helps disabled Chinese runner (name unknown) to drink while running the Zheng-Kai Marathon in 2010. She stayed with him for some time, costing her first place and the $10,000 prize money. I guess some things are more important than money. There’s something particularly moving about this for me.

 

Selfless Beauty

Perhaps,
the world has, for a time,
taken to staring into its mirror,
but occasionally someone comes along,
and awakens our sense of the other,
like a man washing someone’s feet,
some woman helping lepers,
a sometime president living humbly
in a ramshackle farmhouse,
that fireman giving water
to a stranded koala,
or whoever helped the aged
person carry their groceries,
selfless beauty
that colours every breath.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Incomplete – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Heartache – In Other Words

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Graphic – instamoz.com

I can hear Bonnie Tyler singing her hit, “It’s A Heartache.”

 

Incomplete

Limp, I am broken,
a ragdoll incomplete,
our love was spoken, unspoken,
but an emptiness speaks now,
of your sudden departure and all is so  dry.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Kiss – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille 73

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Photo: pixabay.com

 

Kiss

Today I spoke to you in
a language so intense,
with more love than latin,
and most certainly french,
a language that feels,
as tongues speak of ecstasy,
and lips are guided by heart,
a veritable feast on
which to gorge,
yet never sated.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Otherwise – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Balance – V.J.s Weekly Challenge 35

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Otherwise

Gravity, now there’s a thing,
a check in the balance of worlds,
without which we’d all fly off
into the sun.
Like love,
the choice between two positives,
apart, together, whole,
you and I,
of course,
otherwise, we’d just fly off.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Lighter – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Unlike a maze, which is a cousin of the labyrinth, the labyrinth has one path in and the same path out. The maze is a puzzle to go through and solve, while the labyrinth is a trusted rhythm to be meditated or contemplated in while walking. Whereas you conquer a maze, the labyrinth enables you to self reflect.

Lighter

The gentle rhythm
of this walking meditation
is a metaphor for life itself,
walking to my center,
turning,
and turning again,
each turn a momentary still point
for reflection,
and the middle a waiting,
a wrestling,
a letting go,
just the place to leave something
of self,
while the return journey
is always the lighter for it.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Even With Rust – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Trust – Word of the Day

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Even With Rust

For better or worse,
well, at least till the hearse,
we’ll go on living our way,
but it we drain the purse,
it will be such a curse,
with humiliating display,
yet even with rust
and so utterly bust,
we’ll still be together each day,
until we’re departed,
or dearly indicted,
there’s something I trust in your play!

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Symphony Of Pulse – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Blood – Word of the Day

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Photo: newscientist.com

“There is no caste in blood.”  Edwin Arnold

Symphony Of Pulse

Of moons
it is merely of colour,
but of attraction it is mystery,
where the symphony of pulse,
a scherzo,
strangely warms and excites,
energising, drawing, urging,
and only when we are spent
does blood finally slow,
and once again
we return to earth.

Copyright. Paul Vincent Cannon

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Everything – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sage – RDP Sunday

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Photo: nlooie.blogspot.com

 

“He who does not answer the questions has passed the test.”  Franz Kafka

 

Everything

No words came,
just silence in the presence
was enough,
nothing was fixed,
but everything fell away.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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A Shared Space – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Sanctuary – RDP Saturday

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Photo: europaleisure.com (it seems that I am not the one who photographs our garden!)

“When you increase the number of gardens, you increase the number of heavens too.”  Mehmet Murat ildan

 

A Shared Space

In the garden of restoration
there is a chair,
another too,
an invitation
with table and wine,
a sharing amidst nature’s
colours and sounds,
that sweet moist air,
and the silence craved at day’s end.
A sanctuary to ponder madness
To dream our dreams,
and to divine purpose,
though not an end
of all our being.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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