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There Is Colour – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Wild Card

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V.J. has set a challenge to look over the past week’s writing and choose a word or phrase that repeats and write about that. Well my word is colour …

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There Is Colour

He said,
he really did,
he didn’t even blink
there was no guile,
sincere, he just let it out
“I just don’t see colour.”
Well, there you go
in your disregard
focussing on self
issuing platitudes and
diminishing a fundamental
heartfelt me, we and us,
with a blancmange of nothingness,
while everywhere
there is is colour to be celebrated,
and not just white!

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,  pvcann.com

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Never – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Privilege – dVerse Poetics

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Never

I walk the streets,
I go into places and spaces,
I talk back
I stand my ground,
I question the police,
I speak a common idiom
and anticipate understanding,
a nod and a wink.
If I raise my voice, I’m assertive,
If I forget my wallet
it’s like, come back tomorrow,
I never have to think of my
colour or gender.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,  pvcann.com

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Not Quite – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Random – In Other Words

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Not Quite

Random? That celebratory word
from the anarchists lexicon, and yet
a theory not quite stringless, not quite chaos,
an endless fibonacci moment,
only a statistician could love this child.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,  pvcann.com

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None Like You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Desire – Word of the Day

 

None Like You

So cool
as you touch my lips,
I love the wet
and the spice of you
a rich perfume
that I can taste,
smooth
unblended nectar
like liquid velvet,
and in all the world
there’s none like you
at all
my jar of whiskey.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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You Lie – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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You Lie

You want me
to lie down with you
in that watery grave.
but you lie to me of
such voluptuary,
with naked invitation
and I am so tempted
save for the deafness of steel,
this wall between your song
and my uncertainty.
For now
I’m content to savour your gifts
and I shall dream of you more,
tonight.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,  pvcann.com

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I Was Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Envision – Word of the Day

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“We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, and know the place for the first time.”  T.S. Eliot ‘Little Gidding’ (Four Quartets)

 

I Was Me

In my dream
we launched the Major Tom
and thrust through painted skies
hung with unknown stars,
like Theramania and Volsatus,
with exotic faces
and rarefied air,
a luminous melange
beckoning us
with exciting possibilities,
and yet,
even as we landed,
I knew that I was me
and you were you,
and that’s how it should be,
that’s how it is.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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The Key – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Key – RDP Monday

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The Key

Sun kissed
petals undone
you opened in the warmth
and rejoiced
moist,
glassy,
smooth and
sweetly perfumed,
unfurling before me,
raw, naked,
beautiful,
my tender caress
the key.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Vain Search – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Quest – Word of the Day

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Vain Search

The stone will only yield
what was forged in Avalon,
to the one fated of Pendragon,
a precursor to
the vain search for the grail,
a road of bones
and Guinevere’s hand,
who is only
to be shared round a table,
knights ignoble,
courting disaster,
washed in mead,
drifting through Camelot,
confused,
I look up as the bus arrives
at the city terminus,
and so my quest begins,
mobile in hand,
wrested from telco,
a precursor to
today’s vain search for purpose.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Ms Palette – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Colour – RDP Sunday

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“The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most.”  John Ruskin

 

Ms Palette

Some people are very grey,
while some are plain beige,
that’s who they are,
others, unfortunately,
are determinedly black or white
and entirely predictable,
some are bohemian rainbows,
free spirits,
some,
like my girl,
colour my day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Sugar Drunk – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Worth – Word of the Day

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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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