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Her Net Is Cast – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Orb Weaver out front of the house on a full moon.

“Once you begin watching spiders, you haven’t time for much else.” E.B. White

Her Net Is Cast

Watch out moon, you're much too close,
nothing an orb likes more than collecting
golden orbs, and though the night is darker
now, you shine the clearest path, and she
may suddenly dart across her gossamer road
and snare you unawares, her net is cast and 
you are near, beware her hidden smile.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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You Wanted Me To See You – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“I want to be in love with you the same way I am in love with the moon with the light shining out of its soul.” Sanober khan

You Wanted Me To See You

Moon whispered softly,
I saw you clearly as I
looked in your midnight window,
content in your dallied traverse,
risking your carpeted domain 
to open windowed review,
your thoughts naked,
your eyes telling a story so 
easily given away, but then,
you wanted me to see you.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Baring Her Soul – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Merril is hosting Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write using some form of the word embrace. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Embrace

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“It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the moon.” Galileo Galilei

Baring Her Soul

The revelled edge of night's memory
softened to a surreal stillness of
quiet beauty, the calm before the 
passion, the moment of adventurous
eyes seeking the other's horizon of
subtle knowing in delicate movement,
moon smiled, shed her shawl, baring
her soul for embrace.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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That Time Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.” Frederic Lawrence Knowles

That Time Again

Tilt for tat,
the ground shifted so,
it was that time again when
moon put on her evening wear
and danced a little anticipation
of solstice in advent of summer's
welcome return to evenings of 
wine and stars on cicada wings,
and thermal balm as love floated
so gauche with seasoned knowing.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Offer – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

De at dVerse is hosting and it’s time to write a quadrille (44 words) and De has invited us to use some form of the word sky.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Sky

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“The moon always finds an opportunity to turn our attention from the ground beneath our feet to the sky above our head.” Mehmet Murat Ildan


Moon poised gracefully
in the night sky demure
behind her veil of clouds,
glow as smile never borrowed,
beauty spots alluring,
O to brush her cheek with
more than a sigh of longing,
to rise on tip-toe and offer
the love lighting my eyes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Love’s Grail – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the moon.” Galileo Galilei

Love's Grail

 Moon sat gracefully 
at the edge of movement 
where the reeds rest, 
waiting her turn to 
shed her skin and dip 
into the gentleness that  
would caress and hold 
her to waves of glow, 
illuminating the map of 
love's grail, shifting the  
ancient tide. 

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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To Bring Her Closer – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Moon – Word of the Day


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To Bring Her Closer

Her face shone
lighting the whole
and she beamed knowing
that I adored her and
I resolved to
spend some time
weaving my heart-felt
love to bring her closer.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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There’s Nothing Slight About The Moon

via Daily Prompt: Slight



The moon slightly above Uluru, late afternoon.

“The full moon  – the mandala of the sky” (Tom Robbins)

“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.” (Ming Dao Deng)

The recent blue moon drew crowds outdoors to have a look, as did the blood moon before that. Eclipses are a particular draw card. I think many people look up when they go out at night, they like to see the stars, but I think everyone likes to catch a glimpse of the moon. The moon draws us just like it draws the tides. There is nothing slight about the moon.

We desired the moon, we had to conquer it, and so we went there. We’ve serenaded the moon in song, and we’ve painted it in poems, we’ve seen it’s dark side (but not our own).

But, following Ming Dao Deng, I love the mindful moon. It is a beacon in the night, the sun has not abandoned it, it is not alone, it works with the sun and the stars to light the night, just enough for us not to feel alone either. Deng’s description of this faithful sentinel is of course a metaphor for life. The moon contributes to life, it doesn’t take, it isn’t greedy, it isn’t egotistical. Instead, the moon is gentle, proof that just being is sufficient for us to shine. By its faithfulness to being its true self, the moon retains its power, it is never diminished in any way, yet it is always giving.

If only we were to take that example, and be, just like the moon, gentle, faithful, calm, cooperative, and reflective. And in our being, draw others. Imagine that! To be light for others in their darkest nights, to shine hope in to the world, to remind the world that our light reflects something deeper, that our life is gentle, giving, inviting. In our true self we are ever undiminished, shining (“Like the moon, and the stars, and the sun” John Lennon) as gift to the world.




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