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I Am Of Sorts – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – In My Element

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I Am Of Sorts

I am dressed in myself
a wicker of caught things
a mudling of all things
growing,
melding,
like a time capsule
ever expanding into
the unknown serpentine flow
yet too, though
encrusted of forms,
not hindered
or weighed down,
at least
in this prescient moment,
supernova,
a noe
of sorts.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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That To Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse poets – Theories

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That To Love

Ologies and osophies abound
like turgid solipsisms
clouding the mind,
I am this and this is mine,
lines and banners
scowl and grimace,
but there is one thing
above all,
to love others as
you would of yourself
that golden rule
a crown of the heart
that ever expands,
as Hubble once showed,
or that the One is
ever becoming,
a similar plane
underpinned by
an unconditional
outward gifting
of love,
of self
the beauty of when
theory becomes practice.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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On Edge – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Limbo – dVerse Poets – Poetics

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On Edge

Your circular saw intrusion
slicing the air,
unwelcome jolt
my emotions raw
jangled,
as the door shuts
tension remains
your departure
leaves the air unresolved,
like a tightrope
I’m on edge
with the day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Shadowy Mawk – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Love the words

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If you wanted an example of nonsense … here’s a pile 🙂

Shadowy Mawk

Shadowy mawk of an open crypt
you dust-tongued wizened husk I smell
skulking, grave-groping, gurgling mass
of a griddle slack squawk eternal,
a mere muffle-toed peep
or sad gingered scrape,
such a hare-heeled fluvial flunk
ever to creep horror loathed
mickle-hearted or
sulphur scrack.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Flowing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Cascade – dVerse Poets – Poetics

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Flowing

A cascade of love
not withheld
but welling up as
living water
flowing,
as we held hands
and you said yes
and our eyes spoke
of never being salmon.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Risk – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poetics – Geography

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Risk

Every drive is an ascent of some description,
to reach the peak,
stand on the precipice
and risk the valley
of the every day.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann,com

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She Floated – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Poetics – dVerse Poets – Madis-Gras-Mambo

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She Floated

Lent descended like a leaden dove
all sombre and accusing
but she beat the holy feast
to the shriving box
before the bell had ceased,
absolved she floated home
to clean out the pantry
of expectations,
sorrows,
and maybes,
there was never much there
but there was less now
as she devoured the old
making way for tomorrows,
dancing for all she was worth
and, though there’d be ash,
she’d transcended the pain
going all the way to ascension.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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