At dVerse Frank is hosting Meet The Bar and inviting us to write a death poem, Jisei – Haikai, Haiku, Tanka, Senryu, etc.
dVerse Poets – Meet The Bar – Jisei
“There are no shortcuts to any place worth going.” Beverly Sills
The koi are less lived in my lotus dreams of night the eve I long for ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Bjorn is hosting MTB at dVerse and has invited us to develop a poem from a list. dVerse Poets – Meeting The Bar – Lists That Google Gives Us
“Love is not consolation. It is light.” Friedrich Nietzsche
Her Soft Light Moon was not in my sky, she was out somewhere with pisces, meeting new faces, I could hear her laughter cascading across the atmosphere and I determined a direction, her soft light leading my curious heart, which lead to, of all places, the seventh house, and I smiled because the night had not long begun and moon was young again, I didn't even knock. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
The Google search gave me “Moon is in the seventh house.”
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Grace at dVerse has invited us to write considering the phrase ‘I am’ – first person narrative, for Meet The Bar. dVerse Poets – Meet The Bar
“You are in integrity when the life you are living on the outside matches who you are on the inside.” Alan Cohen
I Am Until It is that I am complicit until I am not, I am a lover until I am not, I am justice unti I am not, I am compassion until I am not, I am awareness until I am not, I am shaped until I am not by all that surrounds where my feet touch the ground and, equally, I am not until I am. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Frank at dVerse is hosting Meet The Bar and has invited us to write a poem in the vogue of ‘imagism’ (e.g. Pound, Williams and etc.). dVerse Poets
“Our world is at the crossroads.” LL COOL J
This Moment This moment is the moment, and nothing of surprise, to be in this space, this place we dread, its tensioned uncertainty, this moment of burdens unreleased and pressing on conscience everywhere, this moment of crossroads an eon chancing change after many trials, this moment in my eye is a twinkling of goodness, the moment of all moments, is this moment now. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, quote, self-development, Spirituality
dVerse Poets – The Perfect Seven Lines
Frank at dVerse has invited us to write a poem of our choosing – the challenge is to write only seven lines (I’m not sure about perfect lines though).
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“The only virtue is reckless love.” Arif Naseem
Waylaid, I ordered tea,
the streets were empty, though
this one was unknown to me,
her entrance was undeclared
though not unnoticed and we
slowly unlocked our dreams
in this strangest of times.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, love, poem, quote, relationship, romance, Seven Lines
dVerse Poets – Meet The Bar – Final Couplet
Frank at dVerse has invited us to write a poem, but which must end with a rhyming couplet.
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“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.” Marcel Proust
The fetish of nostalgia reeks
like overripe banana in
an open bin on a hot day,
vanguard of decay in this
haunt of demons
waiting to persuade me,
to humiliate proud memories
that now enter the picture
distorted by time’s passing,
exposed hubris,
a repressive fiction
needing confessional diminution,
awaiting with shreds of contrition.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under Free Verse, history, life, poem, quote, Uncategorized
dVerse Poets – Meet the Bar – Lists
Bjorn at dVerse has invited us to work with a list to write a poem.
Photo: Cluedo set, found at en.academic.ru
“There are four kinds of homicide: felonious, excusable, justifiable, and praiseworthy.”
Some soap
tea
rope
you
choke
haggis
natal plums
insurance
nectarine
eggs,
the plot thickens.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Note: the acrostic works off strychnine.
Paul, pvcann.com.
Filed under Free Verse, Humour, life, poem, 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
dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – O, Apostrophe
Amaya at dVerse has invited us to consider the creative idea of the apostrophe other than its technical use, rather as its poetic function in creating a change in the poem where the object speaks or is spoken to directly.
Photo: granite outcrop, Nungarin
“No matter how sophisticated you may be, a large granite mountain cannot be denied – it speaks in silence to the very core of your being.” Ansel Adams
In the stillness was the hardness,
a resistance I knew well
of footfall on granite,
what song shall you sing me
I threw, and it rang sharp,
came back the posit,
think on this tenderfoot,
softness cannot abide without
firm boundary,
compassion lies in
strength within,
O that I might be a rock
of such an age of wisdom.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under bush walking, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, nature, poem, quote
Bjorn at dVerse has invited us to speak metaphorically.
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I desire to write the curves of you
that my fingers might dance you, and
having dipped my quill in the
dark well of your silken ink
that glides my page with
such soft egress,
we would language in caress
as whispered feathers
fly to purring clouds.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Note: Extasis – Latin borrowed from the Greek – ecstasy or rapture.
Paul, pvcann.com
Filed under challenge, Free Verse, love, poem, quote, relationship, romance, Sex
Exploring the intersection of knowing and being
vida equilibrada é a chave do sucesso
محمد القربي
poetry, short story, novel, MLT, medical lab technology, self help, mind management
this app has always been difficult to navigate for me
Sachin Singh's Institute for Power and Prosperity
Myworldview
Ink down the rhymes of your heart
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Love U...
Writing about the stars and everything beneath it.
From Sunset to Dawn
chronique littéraire fantasy, fantastique, science-fiction et drame
My little way of getting my stories out there!
Exploring the intersection of knowing and being
vida equilibrada é a chave do sucesso
محمد القربي
poetry, short story, novel, MLT, medical lab technology, self help, mind management
this app has always been difficult to navigate for me
Sachin Singh's Institute for Power and Prosperity
Myworldview
Ink down the rhymes of your heart
Review
Cancer, Mental Health, Women, Nurse
READ. Ready Everyone And Drown
In Solidarity - Together we Stand - Seperated we fall - Aluta Continua "iMbokodo"
Love U...
Writing about the stars and everything beneath it.
