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My Eye’s Delight – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Gossamer


Photo by Brad Warland, australiangeographic.com.au  A Golden Orb spider.


“Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?”  E. B. White

My Eye’s Delight

I saw her working,
her uncertain, improvised easel
holding a whitened canvas,
just waiting for those
seemingly random daubs
of bold impressionism,
free form interpretations
splashed with meaning,
today there was no mere
Renoir or Cezanne,
this delicate weave of
gossamer sheer,
an orb’s masterpiece
for my eye’s delight.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Are We Ready – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“The only thing we know about the future is that it will be different.”  Peter Drucker

Are We Ready

To say future
implies something real
something sophisticated and desirable
which is hidden from us,
are we ready for this future
we cannot see,
where all predictions fail,
and where there is no center,
except yours,
ever floating,
marking no time,
setting no tables,
keeping no account,
missing connection,
passing by.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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All In A Moment – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“The wind whispered secrets in its own incomprehensible way.”  Tracy Rees

All In A Moment

I noticed the way
the wind whipped across the paddock,
barley dancing playfully,
swaying this way and that,
at once catching the light,
now becoming shadows,
swirling, bowing, rising
to the applause of the stringybark
and squeaked approval of mudlarks,
all in a moment,
as if just for me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Everyone Matters – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“All human beings are my neighbours. We share the same planet.”  Ana Monnar

Everyone Matters

The journey to my neighbour’s is
longer than any other I might take
until that moment when
the chasm is drawn closed
against the comfort of denial
and the habits of suspicion,
then the patterns of self give way
to an emerging knowing and
a lived experience of kindness,
giving space for gratitude,
no matter how fragile
in this place where everyone
and everything matters, and so,
in this garden of life,
love grows.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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What If – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Circling


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“The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.”  Ellen Glasgow

What If

along this narrow deja vu,
once again I pass you,
in familiar places
of textured prescription,
ever circling the interment
of this rutted trench,
the padre’s whisper
haunting the way,
as we skate this
tired path,
what if
we stepped out,
out of this grave
and into the brave
unprescribed geometry.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Of Yesterday – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Portals

Anmol at dVerse has invited us to consider portals for our poem in Poetics.


Photo: Ormiston Gorge, NT. A fabulous place just to be.


“Holding on is believing that there’s only a past; letting go is knowing that there’s a future.”  Daphne Rose Kingma

Of Yesterday


said the silence,
let the air be thin,
nothing will fly,
only the grace of birds,
no words will form
for a traverse
of yesterday,
wear nothing dark,
for though tomorrow
we bury the past,
it is the mystery of
the future we grieve.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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To Have – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

De at dVerse has invited us to write a quadrille (44 words) using the word fix, or any of its forms.


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“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”  T.S. Eliot

To Have

To have and to hold
that objet d’promesse,
panacea of the hours
since the Edenic dawn,
the reason, the will,
to live the moments and
scale walls as mountains,
or suffer drudge in strides,
glorious aroma of life,
that first fix sip,
le cafe.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Note: objet d’promesse (Fr.) – object of promise; le cafe (Fr.) – the coffee.

Paul, pvcann.com


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Another Way – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.”  Socrates

Another Way

Are you not in the least curious
even a tiny bit?
That there is another way instead
of this long fall into deep forgetfulness
to a prison not made of stone,
imprisoned, within our selves
where the memory of other lives
is eclipsed by the drama
of shame, of wanting, of striving,
over the simplicity of
bread, shirt, and roof,
wherein lies the escape.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com



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And Danced -a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“You can’t look back; you have to keep looking forward.”  Lucy Liu

And Danced

This has been a real moment,
it was always coming, though
not as you might think,
destined in some way,
though on reflection perhaps,
to examine my heart and
gather in the desert
of my soul and refresh,
to ask, was it as it should be?
The world I mean,
where the mythical beast Normal
clamours for attention,
coming to life in habits,
thriving in routines and
growing fat on drudge,
it was after midnight in the
courtyard of dreams
that I lanced that beast
and danced.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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We Forgot – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon



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“We abuse the land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong we may begin to use it with love and respect.”  Aldo Leopold

We Forgot

The words dissembled before me,
tumbling down,
my mouth moving,
searching for meaning,
glory in failure,
we forgot beauty,
running after fantasy
coated in soft-tongued speeches,
fetid, like an open sewer
wrapped in a bloody tricolour,
the bunting of martyrs,
fugitives of ourselves
on the parapets of love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com



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