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Graced A Rainbow – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Colours are the smiles of nature.”  Leigh Hunt

Graced A Rainbow

I dreamt an unfamiliar
pure white space
where a humble bee,
uncharacteristically black and white,
for mine are mostly yellow,
buzzed past and proceeded
to dance across the whiteness
without a worldly worry,
and wherever it landed,
wherever it touched,
it graced a rainbow.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Russet Royal Carpet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Sunday – Comprise

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“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.”  John Muir

Russet Royal Carpet

The herald breezes in and
stirs the russet royal carpet
that crackles under bare foot
like sheaves of crumpled cellophane
through which you follow your
improvised lyrical body,
an atonement for the daily grind
in which only the tall sentinels see
your transparent heart interpreting
the rhythms of life comprised of
your inner compass,
a spirit of music which guides you
to vulnerability and joy,
a dance of pure, liberated soul.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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But I Rise – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Saturday – Punch

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“Your success and happiness lies in you.”  Helen Keller

But I Rise

Nettled days
that catch me by,
while the air hems my lungs,
slows my purpose,
could burden
oppress and close me,
but I rise and I rise
and shake the unshakeable,
laughing
like a kookaburra,
as I punch a hole in the real
and I breathe again.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Never – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Vain

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“War does not determine who is right – but only who is left.”  Bertrand Russell

Never

Never have the vainglories of death
been so exposed as in the spectre of war
where truth is so relentlessly sucked dry
by the ghouls of righteous capital,
so cheaply purchased by the blood of innocents,
for those who would never near the fight
as to get their morals dirty
nor their boots,
they are the ones who would kill their own
for the sake of a few inches of sand
and forty pieces of silver.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Slowly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Wait

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“Strange how a teapot can represent at the same time the comforts of solitude and the pleasures of company.”   Zen Haiku quotes

Slowly

The brazier floats on tatami,
kimono and cups neatly appointed,
the smell of sencha wafts and
the steam curls upwards
so does my heart
with each step,
she breathes slowly
moves deliberately
as I wait patiently
for my life to pour out
floating on tatami.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Truth – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Black

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“The colour of truth is gray.”  Andre Gide

 

Truth

Grief is incontrovertible in black,
and depression, I’m told,
barks all night
and absorbs light in the day,
while white as light
is Jekyll and Hyde
in the woods,
no telling the deception,
but grey,
now there’s a venerable colour
that speaks truth.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Question – a Poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.”  Hermann Hesse

The Question

How
does one keep
more to the point,
what does one keep
who am I to keep anything and
isn’t keeping about wanting
about accumulating,
surely not a person,
and don’t animals keep us?
when I think of keeping,
it’s time to let go.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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If Only – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Duende

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“…. if we could move away from a culture of compliance based on ‘perverse incentives’ and ‘too much focus on achieving targets.'” E. Munro

 

If Only

I didn’t realise the magical power of managerialism,
if only we’d thrown it at Hitler in Prague
we’d have stopped the war at the start,
what if we talked it to Ho Chi Minh or
the drug dealer down on the corner,
perhaps it would save the poor
or schmooze the terrorists to relent,
reverse global warming and
save a species or two as well,
we’ll stop disease altogether,
you see, we’ve got a plan
all policied and shiny
with targets and outcomes
and performance indicators
in case we get lost,
regulations and procedures
to keep us in line
and risk management in case
the lines run out,
with this kit and caboodle
we’ll conquer the world,
one document at a time,
all will be well
she passionately droned.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The Garden – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A garden should make you feel you’ve entered privileged space – a place not just set apart but reverberant – and it seems to me that the gardener must put some kind of twist on the existing landscape, turn its prose into something nearer poetry.”  Michael Pollan

 

The Garden

To sit in this hallowed space
in this day poured out,
an oblation
transforming all who enter,
listening to the conversation of birds
perchance a dragonfly or two,
as slender limbs waft gently
on the breeze that washes over me
drifting lavender through the air,
while all the morn the sun caresses
my very bones and warms my soul,
and suddenly I am many ages
of wonderment and fathom,
of child and man.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com.

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I Cannot Be sure – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“A witch ought never to be frightened in the darkest forest … because she should be sure in her soul that the most terrifying thing in the forest was her.”  Terry Pratchett

I Cannot Be Sure

The darkly raven fixes me with beady eye
and discordant derisive rasp,
the briefest glimpse of silvered light
on fading leaves that shiver on
the breath of the restless ones
like tinsel in a breeze,
while the dank forest floor
slithers and creeps
in the litter of this quiet,
horned and winged things fill the air,
time slows and ice runs through my veins,
I turn to see what pricks me so,
a cloaken figure speaks
and yet there are no words
so I hearkened her eyes
which pierced me so
speaking long of dread,
of hers or mine I cannot be sure.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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