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“Even the sun directs our gaze away from itself and to the life illumined by it.” Eberhard Arnold
The sun is just the sun
so far as the eyes are concerned
until the sun meets
horizon or cloud,
and every hue erupts,
bathing hearts with flutter,
even more so when the
sun meets your hair
offering highlights and
directing my gaze
to you.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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“It takes a long time to become young.” Pablo Picasso
In the mirror I am older now,
the taut youthful skin a little sallow,
and at times my body cries to slow,
but there is another me
who resides behind my eyes,
looking out on the world
as I have always done,
the young me
who lives past age.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, poetry, quote
Amaya at dVerse has invited us to write a poem as one sentence about using three rules: (1) The poem must tell a story in one sentence; (2) the poem must explore the theme of the end of civilisation, and (3) the poem must be improvised; all around the theme of the end of civilisation, while including an embarrassing moment.
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“This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but with a whimper.” T.S. Eliot
I walked the lake
as the four horsemen gathered,
portent of distance conflated,
the future was here
but we’re handing it back,
too bleak for our eyes to adopt,
but the dog cared not for an ending,
and treated himself to this walk,
the water was lower than ever before,
fewer birds than last year,
and just as I’m contemplating a
parousian finale
the dog found a friend,
and with his lunge
I’m suddenly airborne
split seconds pass me by
and I land with a thud
pride spewed over the path,
I rise with aplomb and
dust off my ending
as the young one
enquires of my health.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under environment, Free Verse, life, love, nature, philosophy, poem, quote, relationship
VJs Weekly Challenge – Product Placement
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“Now, product placement, whichever way you look at it …. it’s what it is.” Daniel Craig
So carefully placed as to catch your ego,
normalising, vindicating, validating,
for the lost and lonely
who need a sign
from the prophets of
inspired mammon
in red and white,
or sleek carbon black,
it makes a difference to
those starving for identity
who, in the end, become
the product placed.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under challenge, Free Verse, life, poem, quote
dVerse Poetics – Black History Month
Anmol at dVerse has invited us to write a poem focussing on Black History Month.
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“I have to make you conscious of the things you don’t see.” James Baldwin
I saw the branches of yesterdays tree
where hemp fibres once held the
beauty of humanity as if it were
merely wrapping paper
to be discarded rather than loved,
strange how truth is pigmented
in the mind, yet colonises the heart,
so easily betraying the lies
we facade for the sake of niceties
while denying a generation.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, politics, prose, Uncategorized
De at dVerse has invited us to write a Quadrille (44 words) using a form of the word filling.
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“Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.” Khaled Hosseini (The Kite Runner)
When the moon fills your eyes
and the night shadows draw long,
then we will breathe as one,
bathed in the light
that hides in your dreams
and lives in your skin,
as tide that washes over until
we have danced into each other.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under dance, Forest, Free Verse, love, nature, poem, Quadrille, quote, relationship, romance
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“A girl in a bikini is like having a loaded pistol on your coffee table – there’s nothing wrong with them, but it’s hard to stop thinking about it.” Garrison Keillor
When your skimpy two-piece became one,
I counted your thirty-three vertebrae
with my sensitive fingers,
so carefully I traced
from C-1 to L-5
and, holding my breath
I pressed on to S-4
where I felt my heart
increasingly spinning.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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“Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.” James Baldwin.
What if, for example,
fish swam backwards or the
moon tangoed with Jupiter
and I eclipsed your notions of love,
would you love me then?
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Five Lines, Free Verse, love, poem, quote
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“We are shaped by our conversations.” Robin S. Sharma
Sometimes
the moment is never right
to carefully place those feelings
across the neat, crisp, tablecloth of
happily reconciled expectations,
what seemed possible an hour ago
has shifted completely in the moment as
other energies have cleverly intervened,
and though not lost, these words must now
wait for a spaciousness of invitation
where they may be well received
and celebrated.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, quote, relationship
dVerse Poets – Open Link Night
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“Everyone has their own ways of expression. I believe we all have a lot to say, but finding ways to say it more than half the battle.” Criss Jami
Words can be thin and easily folded,
neatly taken, put away,
never taking up much room,
always about to lead off
but never actually getting started,
an economy of scale for
benign conversations,
and sometimes words are
so swollen, so full
that I cannot fit them
into the narrow space between us.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, life, poem, quote
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I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
Parenting and more, optimized for Happiness.
Models of narrow gauge railways in O9 and 009, visits to exhibitions and real railways
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
My insight into Sex, Relationship's, and family! Along with a dabble of short stories and poetry
I love to write about everything. Writing relaxes me.
Personal Blog
A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
Travel, Fitness, Business, Lifestyle
This platform is for the people who likes to talk straight from the heart🤩
Hindi Madhur Laghu Kavya Sangrah
come nuvole nel vento
Everything about Life.
I sell collectibles and art online and often find the things I've found have hilarious and at times, dark stories to tell. It's thrilling for me to be creatively random, so always expect the unexpected in the things I share with you.
In order to “live” the dream, you just “be” the dream.
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