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Like Breathing

Genesis – Word of the Day

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Like Breathing

I’m not sure I could trace the origins of it,
but it must have begun
for us to have arrived at this moment.
That I would even leave the hermitage of my life
to embrace another
has been a source or mystery to me and other.
To penetrate the dark glass of time
we call memory,
to return to where we began.
That greatest adventure we called love
has become something far deeper,
something mystical,
an essence so strong that should it cease,
the universe would collapse.
And yet it is effortless,
natural,
like breathing.
And knowing that there is no precise knowing at
which point breath becomes inward or outward,
it just is,
as we just are.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Perennial Intimacies

Sow – 5 Lines

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Perennial Intimacies

I touched the earth of your soul with gentleness,
as you touched mine
a bed of passion unfenced,
and together we sowed a myriad seeds
where bloom perennial intimacies of love.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Uncontained

Puzzle – Quadrille 61

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Uncontained

Uncontained,
you fell into place
empuzzled, complete,
but your pieces dislodged in my tide.
I swept you along
we encompassed amor,
unravelling heart and mind.
Five hundred pieces of dream,
where sky meets with water
and shadows are past,
there’s no looking back.

 

©Paul Cannon

 

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Explore

Explore – 5 Lines

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Bush walk at Chowerup in the reserve.

 

Explore

You came buttoned, but with invitation,
and, down in that lush grove
as damselflies swooned by your daisy crown,
we explored the borders of eternity,
and chartered a new path home.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Unspoken

Succinct – Word of the Day

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Unspoken

Things, being things, are ever complex,
nothing so simple as true.
Our lives are like Ypres,
all wire and craters,
the ever defended self.

Electronic cyclones
with forgettable passwords,
ever commanding, forever shifting.
Deceptive matrices of gloom,
where anxiety reigns
over pixelated doubts.

The neighbours arguing,
profoundly, again!
The light was left on at the front.
Well, someone must pay,
this is serious (of course)
and irresponsible to the trees.

The choreography of life,
cat’s in the cradle gone wrong,
the twine’s all over the place.
Yet in the eye of this storm
we’re calm brevity,
as love is spoken without words.

 

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Heavenly

Candor – Word of the Day

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Heavenly

I heard your footsteps pressing down
on surrendered cypress,
barely,
above the water singing over rocks,
gently seeking home,
just visiting this humble onsen.

I saw you emerge,
floating through the Hinoki,
its resin so sweet,
an offering in praise of your being.
Heavenly,
Cherry blossom pink.

A ritual unfolds.
A pause,
a prayer,
as kimono softens the rock.
Your body supple as a young Sika,
graces the intimacy of water.

An open conversation
I hear with my eyes.
And, though my lips silently babble,
my heart speaks straight,
as my ritual unfolds.
A prayer …

©Paul Cannon

 

The Latin allows for candor to carry the meaning of brilliance, whiteness, radiance, naturalness and much more.

An Onsen is a hot spring, but has also come to include the bath house alongside. A Sika is a Japanese deer which is also a species common across Asia. Hinoki is a small cypress tree.

Paul,

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Love React

Sensitivity – Word of the Day

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Love React 

I wanted to take a different tack,
to move in anomaly.
Reverse the order of all our conventions,
and introduce a little disorder.

The path of our daily has been, of course,
to complete each other’s lines,
knowing the mind of the other,
predicting the line of our gaze.

There’s no shame in such intimacy,
au contraire, it is to be desired.
But, just now and then, to let ourselves go
and cast our cares to the wind.

To loose the binding of maturity,
be primal, encompassed in glory.
As I woke from this thought I wondered aloud,
how you’d react, if tangoed down in the street.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Oppose

Anti – Word of the Day

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If I’m anti anything I’m anti hate, but mostly anti ignorance in matters of compassion and human rights.

 

 

Oppose

 

The boat is heavily listing now,
yesterday the water ran out.
Faces of grief pleading for life,
guns hold their gaze.
The pimp in the office will give no ground,
He toadies the line that they’re misfits of vice.

In soil of division suspicion grows well.
it’s their religion you see, much sicker than ours.
Well, actually, we don’t believe, ‘cept the retail gods,
and, oh yes, Our Father who art in parliament.
The pimp in the office cruelling life,
whose litany is “Don’t trust your neighbour.”

A girl faces the impenetrable wall,
her parents are gone.
We shut her out, then shut her in,
she’s dangerous you see, her skin colour’s sin.
The pimp in the office will give no ground,
“We’re the land of the … Me.”

There’s a man on the street encrusted in sorrows,
he trusted once, now content to be free.
He’s not beautiful, but he’s married to soul,
his manger’s a gutter, his blanket Orion.
The pimp in the office will give no ground,
“Misery’s my game, let’s play it on him.”

Sorrow lives in hearts near me,
and faceless captives far away.
But I played a new game, I planted new seeds,
I harvested insight and acted at once.
The pimp in the office is struggling to speak,
I rapiered his words with sharp deeds of love.

©Paul Cannon

 

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Caress of Colour

Insipid – Word of the Day

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Caress of Colour

We had the wine and talked the hours,
drank each other deep.
As the dark veil of time slipped away
we set the place alight.

We crossed with ease the Rubicon
as we unlocked each other,
translating eyes and coded sighs,
those portals of the soul.

I held your words then set them free,
and there I saw you true.
No dun, no dull, no alabaster,
your love, the caress of colour.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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Patina Of July

Woebegone – Word of the Day

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The Blackwood River, winter is here.

 

July

July,
you camped at my window.
The constant patter of your tears
blurring, intangible,
drawing me to uncertanity.

Yearning,
longing,
the ache of melancholy,
grey clouds,
heavy laden.

Tears born of sadness,
become streams of redemption.
Washed earth
melting,
becoming.

July,
I opened my window
and bathed in your wellspring.
You drank my darkness,
I swallowed your love.

©Paul Cannon

 

Paul,

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