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The One Hidden – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetic Pop Art

At dVerse Poets Victoria has invited us to take Pop Art as inspiration for a poem.


Image: ‘In Search Of History’ Alexander Kosolapov, 1982 – Sotsart

Note: SOTS-ART Soviet political art, a journey friend of Pop Art which, due to Soviet censorship of the 1970s – 80s, was mostly underground work.


“I’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.”  Andy Warhol

The One Hidden

The conspiracy of words and time
melds colour to a constancy of grey
like ever present winter clouds
brooding over truth
whatever that might be,
and indeed,
that is the question Pilate asked
non the wiser for a reply,
that certainty as a non-event is,
in truth, a certainty,
where facts like curbs
eventually erode and fritter
revealing the naked and bold-faced
lies of our fathers,
a constructed history by numbers,
O how we walked those grey blocks
seeking lucent hope,
just a glimmer of colour,
a taste of the real,
no, not that capitalist lie, freedom,
it is the one hidden in my breast.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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She So – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Chic


Photo: fashionetter.com


“One is never over-dressed or under-dressed with a little black dress.”  Karl Lagerfeld

She So

Just like a Lincoln rose bud breaking open
she drew the eye to her certain beauty,
no mere hanger for clothes
everything that adorned her
became a crowning glory,
naked she was breathtaking,
dressed she became beauty,
a synchronicity of chic.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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At Ease – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics: Profiles – Portraits

Anmol at dVerse has invited us to write a profile or portrait (so, I’m not using a photo this time).


“Old man with a young mind is much younger than the young man with and old mind!”  Mehmet Murat Ildan

At Ease

His wrinkled face carried his life
and held his rheumy eyes
as they appeared to weep
in a grief of days now gone,
his greying hair a testimony,
a paean to a wisdom unspoken
while his gnarled hands were
badged by his plaid shirt,
perhaps too big
but he’d thinned a lot
these past two years
just as he shuffled
more than walked,
he slid into the seat across
and ordered his coffee in
slow and carefully appointed words
completely at ease with his world.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com



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Jack – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille


Photo: jbsconstruction.net

“Careful what you tell yourself, especially if you’re stubborn.”  Nitya Prakesh


Jack was a handful
at eighty,
goes sideways a lot
his feet don’t lift the same,
Rosie called appointment time
but old Jack’s mind
played a fifties reel,
he always pushed it late,
Rosie knew that like concrete
Jack was set in his ways.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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And Not See – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP – Monday – Elusive


Image: elliotscottcoaching.com


“In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth.”  Gandhi

And Not See

I wanted to write that one thing
something from deep inside
with such clarity
nothing could elude
and incisive revelation
of my true self,
raw and whole,
beyond shame
without fear,
but the deeper I dug
the more I held close,
for even in the desire
I was unwilling to face
those depths,
which goes to show
that you can shine a light
down long dark hallways,
and not want to see.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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How Little – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Image: quotesgram.com

“Half the confusion in the world comes from not knowing how little we need.”  Richard E. Byrd

How Little

When the shadow takes all
we lose our deep, inner sight
and chaos presents
so beautifully as need,
as urgency,
wrapped and double wrapped
all shiny and shouting,
like sirens calling us onto the
rocks unaware,
how little we know ourselves,
and how little we really need.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


Filed under Economics, environment, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem

The Meal – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

5 Lines – Delicious


Photo: shutterstock.com


“I’ll come and make love to you at five o’clock. If I’m late, start without me.”  Tallulah Bankhead

The Meal

She came round at twelve for lunch,
the moment was perfect
so many flavours and textures and
we thoroughly indulged, noting later
that the meal was delicious too.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Gifted – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night


Photo: pxhere.com


“Hope is a helium balloon. It is a wish lantern set out into the dark sky of night.”  Sharon Weil



I want to laugh
as infectious giggles fill the air
a family,
its youngest gifted a balloon,
so enthralled, excited
running carefree,
trusting, or was it forgetting
with a letting go
just to see it floating,
the child was sad and crying,
but I really understood that balloon,
and I held it in my heart
gifted by its freedom.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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Pelicans Align – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


Photo: Hardy Inlet, Blackwood River, three pelicans in the shallows.



“Many pelicans fish by swimming in cooperative groups …”  National Geographic

Pelicans Align

Just a grey October day where
the river reflects its sky so well,
a flash of white dazzles on the
far eastern shoreline
a painter’s bold smudge,
the air murmurs but doesn’t move,
gulls and terns circle and pass,
suddenly the daub of paint moves
and catches my eye,
five birds take to the sky
thermal surfers wheeling and circling,
soon five more, and another,
till forty pelicans align in a
grace that belies their size
and somehow the world seems
to be a better place.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


Filed under beach, bush walking, Free Verse, life, nature, poem

The Real Food – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Food


Photo: truthinsideofyou.com


“I’ve begun to realise that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all of its own.”  Chaim Potok


The Real Food

Such a sumptuous feast
with food to die for,
true nurture for the body
is gift too for the soul,
inseparable elements,
but, even so
the real food that nurtures
is quite something else,
the presence of absence,
a stillness of silence
an inactive being
that enables me whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com


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