Sweet Pain – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Kinky – Word of the Day

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Photo: partiescostume.com ┬áCat Woman ­čÖé

It’s hard to imagine kinky or deviant nowadays compared to previous generations. So much of what was kinky even twenty years ago, is more in the mainstream, or least rarely raises an eyebrow, leaving less in the niche.

 

Sweet Pain

Swish,
sweee,
thwack.
Swish,
sweee,
thwack.
Ah, the sweetest sting
of nine tails and,
not a tear,
just a tingle down my spine.
Sweet pain,
a heavenly hell,
that’s my addiction,
swish,
sweee,
thwack.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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No Sides – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Squat – RDP

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No Sides

The wrong side
of what is not entirely clear
to me,
but wrong it is said,
of this or that,
from left to right,
in our typical binary fashion,
a perfected duality,
raising the prospect of
who’s in, who’s out?
as if one bloodline is corrupted,
or wombs are so ideologically different,
or blue eyes are ascendant,
and wealth is of colour!
Well, there is no geography,
only doctrinaire fantasy,
a blindness to the heart,
a denial of love.
Of squatters there should be not,
and those who rejoice that there are,
know squat of human connection.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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You Will – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Capitulate – Word of the Day

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You Will

One look and you’ll surrender,
she’ll melt your heart and
crease your lips.
Your words will evaporate
to sighs and groans,
the language of ecstasy.
There are no terms,
there is not treaty,
her smile is determined,
her eyes locked on,
you will surrender!

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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Inner Child – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Inner Child

It took some time to set you free,
I searched for the key,
but it was so long ago I
forgot it was at my very center;
my blindness hid you,
then I forgot you,
I shrank and dried up,
ever diminishing,
till one day
I stumbled on a clue,
love,
self,
which released you,
running, grinning, bouncing, leaping,
thirsting for life.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

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When Does A Life End? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Belligerent – Word of the Day

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When Does A Life End?

When does a life end?
perhaps when life is expended with age,
or with an intrusion of cancer or ill,
it should not be that pride is a weapon
and fists deliver a blow.
Today someone’s lover, daughter, son
has been broken,
a sideways glance taken wrong,
the flintiest jaw speaking beer or bourbon,
has meted a final solution.
As s/he lies lifeless,
something else has died,
the sense of Self and
the sacredness of life.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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Love’s Alchemy – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Eruption – Word of the Day

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Love’s Alchemy

Love’s alchemy,
forged of ancient incantations of deep heart,
brought forth such delicious moments,
as our passions creatively erupted,
and our molten desire overflowed.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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Within You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Inspiring – Word of the Day

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Within You

The corset of your beauty is laced so tight
I can hardly breathe,
I avert my eyes, once, twice, that I might draw breath,
Yes, your eyes, your lips, your everything are
but nothing like the beauty which shines from within you.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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Window Shopping – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Shopping – 5 Lines

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Window Shopping

My father always used to say “You can look, but don’t touch”
and some shops had signs though not of the times,
that said “If you break it it’s yours.”
Window shopping’s a dreamers world, and
you’re not broken but I’d really like to take you home.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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3.2.1 Quote Me! Nomination – Imagination

3.2.1 Quote Me! Imagination

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Painting: “Easter” by┬á┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

It was a pleasant surprise to be nominated for the 3.2.1 Quote Me! A big thank you to msjadeli at tao-talk.com  and please check out her blog.

I will post two quotes dedicated to the Topic of the Day, which is Imagination. The origin of the challenge comes from Rory  This is a fun way to challenge, so thank you msjadeli and to Rory for the opportunity to take part. And please check out his blog.

If you are curious and love quotes then check out the 3.2.1 Quote Me! Directory at 3.2.1 Quote Me! Directory

Topic For Today: “Imagination”

“It is of course ironical that I, a psychiatrist, should at almost every step of my experiment have run into the same psychic material which is the stuff of psychosis and is found in the insane. This is the fund of unconscious images which fatally confuse the mental patient. But it is also the matrix of a mythopoeic imagination which has vanished from our rational age. Though such imagination is present everywhere, it is both tabooed and dreaded, so that it even appears to be a risky experiment or a questionable adventure to entrust oneself to the uncertain path that leads into the depths of the unconscious.

It is considered the path of error, of equivocation and misunderstanding. I am reminded of Goethe’s words “Now let me dare to open wide the gate/past which men’s steps have ever flinching trod.” The second part of Faust too, was more than a literary exercise. It is a link in the Aurea Catena which has existed from the beginnings of philosophical alchemy and Gnosticism down to Nietzsche’s Zarathrustra. Unpopular, ambiguous, and dangerous, it is a voyage of discovery to the other pole of the world.” Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams and Reflections.

and …

“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.” ┬áLewis Carroll

Both quotes are very close to my heart.

Rules:

Thank the nominator.
Post two quotes for the dedicated topic of the day.
Select three bloggers to take part in the 3.2.1 Quote Me!

*Note: Although it is a Topic For The Day there is in fact no specific deadline which means you are free to participate when you can.

My Nominees are:

Positive Side Of The Coin

Singlesdust

Charmed Chaos

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Your Skin – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Pummel – Word of the Day

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Your Skin

To pummel your skin,
with resounding rhythm,
pa pat rat tat, pa pat rat tat, pa pat rat tat,
thrumming, thrumming, drumming, drumming,
as we go marching on.

┬ęPaul Vincent Cannon

 

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