She Dreamed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Five Lines

“Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.” Song of Songs

She Dreamed

Magenta stretched out among the wildflowers,
the sun soaked earth warming deeply,
colourful perfumed senses aroused
while she dreamed her secret garden
only he could tend.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Rising – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Pace

Photo: theguardian.com The statue of the slave trader Edward Colston (1636 – 1721) comes down, his company was responsible for the capture, transport and sale of 100,000 slaves in the Caribbean and the Americas. Colston made his fortune from slave trading, and, not-with-standing that he later became a philanthropist, his wealth and life flourished by the misery of others. I my view, people who profit from the misery of others do not deserve any public recognition or honour.

“I know the removal of the Colston statue will divide opinion, as the statue itself has done for many years. However it’s important to listen to those who found the statue an affront to humanity.” Marvin Rees (Mayor of Bristol)

Rising

The statues of subjugation crash
to the ground of the past,
we're loving a new now,
the beginning of future dreams,
free-ranged, unwrapped,
letting go Aquarius' aged darkness,
rising to unison of heart,
pace the whispers of worm tongues
who would hold oppression lightly,
but whose account is well due.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Note: I have used pace in preposition form, expressing disagreement with worm tongues with those who support enslavement of any kind.

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It’s Time To Light A Fire – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A desperate disease requires a dangerous remedy.” Guy Fawkes

It's Time To Light A fire

Up on the hill the light recedes
as the western candle dims,
wick ravaged to ill effect,
too frayed to rise again with 
wax beyond plenish once more,
there's a chill wind blowing
and the age is dark,
it's time to light a fire.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Can – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“If you don’t stand for something you will fall for anything.” Malcom X

Can

Line in the sand confronts me,
faint as it is its silence mocks me
as I stand before it,
there is no ferryman,
no bridge of rhetoric 
can traverse it,
only the contrite are close,
but a person of integrity 
can easily cross.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Weasel Ways – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Five Lines

“Weasel words from mollycoddles will never do when the day demands prophetic clarity from great hearts.” Theodore Roosevelt

Weasel Ways

It was your delicious moment,
a pause in the flow of words and,
like a weasel with an egg, you
sucked the life out of my words
and I faded away.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Note: A Weasel is of the genus Mustela (which includes stoats, polecats, mink, ferrets, otters, wolverines, martins etc.) one of their habits is to suck the contents of an egg leaving the shell behind. In 1900 the term Weasel Words was coined to reflect words that suck the meaning out of other words, e.g. organised chaos, some people say, experts recommend, are all weasel words.

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Golden Lies – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.” Unknown

Golden Lies

The lights went down,
the gathered hushed, 
curtains off to the sides,
a single light on centre stage,
act two was underway,
shadowy background figures
danced opaque dalliances,
while those closer frenzied
and flailed while the 
naked one in the spotlight
regaled his fine clothes,
a suit of golden lies
at his feet,
an unnecessary guile.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Other Voices – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Bjorn at dVerse is hosting Open Link Night with an invitation to post a poem of our choice. dVerse Poets

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“How silently the heart pivots on its hinge.” Jane Hirshfield

Other Voices

The house was not just any house,
it was of me and I of it,
intimacy was every sunken board,
chip and crack of age, and
today for the umpteenth time
the back door squeaked in
greeting at days end,
perhaps that my mind was weary,
and the torture too hard to bear,
that I took the cannister and oiled
that squeak to a silence bare,
peace reigned in all but heart,
I missed that voice,
disturber of life,
provocative spirit,
it made me think.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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What Is Our Revolution? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The worst form of injustice is pretended justice.” Plato

What Is Our Revolution?

The games they play,
sophiticated pettiness,
a reduction to a 
complex immaturity of
monopolising
greedy children,
bra snapping,
hair pulling,
soup spitting,
thuggery
loosed as 
legislature,
how, or when, why,
did we do that?
Perhaps more pressing,
what, is our revolution?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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This Drowning Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

De at dVerse has invited us to write a poem about or around mermaids. dVerse Poetics

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“The most dangerous creature in all the seas: a mermaid.” (Hook) J.M. Barrie

This Drowning Life

Mermaids are very real,
not those bare breasted beauties,
half fish teasers who tempt sailors
to their watery grave with sung
promises of seduction offering the
world for one single embrace,
no, real mermaids are in our midst,
teasers of the hight street
whose seduction is so complete,
they drown us in our own desires.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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To Dare – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Decisions

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“The risk of a wrong decision is preferable to the terror of indecision.” Maimonides

To Dare

That next step,
what might it mean,
an ontological rift or
that the shadows 
have shifted?
How ironic, of course
they're shifting anyway,
why the hesitation?
The tension of change 
is all around you,
overtaking you,
now is the time,
to dare to move.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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