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Since And Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to choose one of five lines and to invert the line to vertical making each word the beginning of a line for a new poem.

The line I have chosen is “Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part.” from ‘Idea 61’ by Michael Drayton.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Vertical Lines of kisses

“I never want to stop making memories with you.” Pierre Jeanty

Since And Again

Since the first time
there's been no holding back,
no sense of moderation,
help me in my distress,
come, hold me closer, tighter,
let us retire to best of
us in every possible way,
kiss me now with thick passion,
and again, again,
part from me never.


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The Key – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write an uplifting poem using the form Eleventh Power (eleven lines per stanza(s) and eleven syllables per line)

dVerse Poets – MTB – The Eleventh Power and more

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“The practice of forgiveness is our most important contribution to healing the world.” Marianne Williamson

The Key

She had long bright coloured ribbons in her eyes
with mind full of of multilayered conversations,
all covered in rainbow dots of confetti.
a palpable joy filled this beautiful space
as she rose to speak of near and distant shores,
where love was never consumed only given,
and life, where life was held as precious and sacred,
one doubter hung a long dark cloud of question,
but no shadow crossed the valley of her smile,
which lifted our long impoverished spirits,
offering that the key was in our own hearts.


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I’m Done With Labels – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse guest host Anna is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write a poem around an aphorism.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Fall Seven Times, Stand Up Eight

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“When you judge another , you do not define them you define yourself.” Wayne Dyer

I'm Done With Labels 

I love the fluidity of life,
everyday and erasure of lines,
the blending of black and white,
an end of claustrophobic totality,
accepting the flow that makes life,
rejoicing in corners, crags and creeks,
following forks of divergence,
watching the herd thunder past,
I'm done with labels and postures,
I'e always thought it best not to judge,
live and let live I always say.


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But – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write a poem of dissonance. For further details and an informative link follow the link below.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Meet The Bar With Dissonance

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“Dissonance is the truth about harmony.” Theodor Adorno

But

I sit to sip,
the brew is kind but 
the battle hardened walls 
ricochet shrill, gaudy, laughter
unsettling my mood, 
my ears assaulted by the 
grinder's piercing turbine 
making speech redundant, 
along with scraping chairs, 
clanking cups, call that a ringtone, 
and keep your polite frivol of exchange,
I rise to go for sanity.


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I Sigh For More – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write about dawn with either a poem about greeting dawn or lovers parting at dawn.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Morning Has Broken

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“The dawn of beauty always comes after night.” Sorin Cerin

I Sigh For More

Sweet dew upon your lips, your hips,
I trace your skin and brush your cheek,
my eyes are filled with all of you,
my cup is full, our love flows over and over, 
now rent by curtained slivers of dawn,
you rise and I adore then soon you are gone,
leaving me with memories, my fondest, 
the gentle calm of your breathing,
I sigh for more.


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Forgiveness Is Never Cheap – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting The Bar, with an invitation to write a ten line-ten syllable per line poem. For details follow the link below.

dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Numbering Ten

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“There is no flag large enough to cover the shame of killing innocent people.” Howard Zinn

Forgiveness Is Never Cheap

Freedoms are easily traded
for the most usual moralities,
trinkets of aspiration long held,
easily given up for a fast gain
without any pain, just the misery
of a life time of self-loathing deceived,
in a moment of blind self-forgiveness,
but without the expiation of murder
in food lines, maternity wards, schools,
where forgiveness is never cheap or clicked.


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Shades Of Her – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write a sonnet (14 lines 10 syllables) with a choice of rhyming traditions, while also starting and finishing each line with the same word. The theme is shadow in honour of the Shadow Sonnet as originated by Amera M. Andersen. For more Information follow the link below.

dVerse Poets – MTB – Some Shadowy Lines

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“I would rather die of passion than of boredom.” Emile Zola

Shades Of Her

She is so lovely to behold is she
like summer warm florals and the like,
see her perfect winsome ways you'll see
psych not she holds my feelings like a psych.

Ours the bond of love tight as ever ours,
eyes hers so deep reflect so in mine eyes,
powers of glistened lips through mine powers,
flies the look between us just as time flies.

But your love questions every doubtful but,
that smile I do so love a smile like that,
shut the door that all distractions may shut
pat each other like how we love a pat.

Kiss upon kiss to that unconscious kiss,
matching strokes our shadow passions matching.


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Grickle Grackle – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Meet the Bar with an invitation to Narrative Nonsense

dVerse Poets – Meeting The Bar – Narrative Nonsense

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“From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.” Aeschylus

Grickle Grackle

Grickle grackle mawn
spreads glow across hills,
all bark and tweet until the
coming of the mungled breath 
of Boreas does break the 
spines of groves, and darks 
the valleys so with the 
pickle packle puddles of
thin hope, shreds of life
crackle and push of green
arrives through the sponge
of this munged quaggle.


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Never Fragments – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write about fragments.

dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Picking Up Some Pieces

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“Poetry is what he turns to these days, finding in its fragmentation the proper echo of the disintegrating world.” Lauren Groff

Never Fragments

These never days, the worst of days,
such sad songs of Narcissus from his
unrippled lily pond like all the ancients,
ever since wrapped in their complete cocoon,
knowing only their own codes of something
akin to managersim, worse than Mussolini's 
trains and, whatever you do, do not offer any 
critique of those whose brittle egos flag
when rules are flaunted like Ballerinas legs
as fading swans are wont to go, and nary
a smile raised, and if ever, only for show.


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Galleons Rising – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write a poem using the form cadralor or to write a poem about the author Abdulrazak Gurnah who won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar

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“The stars, like dust, encircle me in living mists of light ….” Isaac Asimov

Galleons Rising

(1) The place of my being is so deeply wounded,
    though unrelated to what we might agree as original
    innocence of knowing, perhaps an unknowing if,
    truth be told, of all that has passed through me.

(2) What of the night darkened soul that lies behind
    my moistened eyes of longing for the white dove,
    to see the road clearly now the map has ceased,
    while clouds press inwardly to the journey.

(3) Grey winter has pleased not one of its friends,
    offering the discomfort of predictable uncertainty,
    the continuity of intermittent falling patterns
    going deep to the bones of an unframed life.

(4) The eastern shore of the lake clear yet impenetrable
    leaving the tortoise to carry its own burdens,
    those dreams of galleons rising to the stars far,
    collecting surprises along life's paradoxical way.

(5) Do you know the field of expectation's weediness,
    un-mended fences demand no sense of belonging,
    the place is riddled with interlopers of no conscience,
    time to slip away free-range, ebullient, rising.


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