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Sooner -a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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“Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.”  George Bernard Shaw

Sooner

Perhaps it was the wine
or the small of your back
we left the terrace behind,
your eyes drank my soul
while we waltzed in the shed
our laughter turning to sigh
and sooner, not later,
the long summer grass
caressed our shuddering whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Their Wild Hope – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

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“Stand up for what you believe in, even if you stand alone.”  Suzy Kassem

 

Their Wild Hope

He stood alone in their frenzied midst
till their lungs were spent, exhausted,
and when they finally turned to him
in murmured curiosity
he quietly gave voice to their
demons and shadows and doubts
and, in their place, he made
profound their wild hope.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Seamless – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.”  Thich  Nhat Hahn

 

Seamless

To contemplate breathing
now there’s a thing,
a rhythm of
an inward and outward breath,
so simple really, and yet,
where is the juncture
the beginning or end,
though differently constituted
there are no parts
neither this or that,
just one continuous
seamless movement.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Smiling – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Freckle

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Smiling

He’d dated,
of course he had,
and there’d been plenty of fun,
but he was smitten with Red
who was veiled in fire and
painted with freckled star-scapes,
whose hororscope said
confetti could shower you today,
a serious young woman
whose eyes were smiling.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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As The Sun Sets – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Sun – 8th anniversary

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As The Sun Sets

As the sun sets in the western sky
will it rise again tomorrow,
will it shine as it did at Runnymede,
or Philadelphia,
or Paris in 48,
or Mabo in 92,
the light is now clouded
darkness descends,
my heart hopes
yet weighed down.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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I’d Rather Be Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Karaoke – Word of the Day

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I’d Rather Be Me

Everyone’s going it’s a la monde,
you could be Buble, Jagger or Cardi,
I sighed and relented
and tagged along,
but they were all off-beat
and way, way out of key,
they were having such fun,
but I was thinking,
I’d rather be me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Emancipation Blues – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Jolly – Word of the Day

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“The two enemies of the people are criminals and government …”  Thomas Jefferson

 

Emancipation Blues

Of privateers, corsairs, and buccaneers,
tales of derring-do,
no justice here,
self-serving thievery
a life of plunder and pillage
under the skull and thigh bones,
their fate by the winds
was wealth,
or, execution,
nowadays a fine
with spent conviction,
that’s how democracy goes.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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The Wall – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Fretboard of Poetry

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The Wall

The wall,
amalgam of clay and fire
stands boldly,
but time smiles benignly
knowing full well that it must
eventually give way
slowly,
frittering and fretting
as washed by life,
revealing
a softness so strong
it has no need of that
hardened,
calloused skin.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Fret refers to a number of things – worry, to be consumed, and to be worn down. It was an old masons term for the deterioration of bricks.

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Breathe That Fire Again – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Here There Be Dragon Poems – Quadrille

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“Beware the sleeping dragon. For when she awakes the earth will shake.”   Winston Churchill (speaking about China)

 

Breathe That Fire Again

Elements of life
we simply forget
or want to,
the water under
an abridged life,
coded tapestry of
joy and disappointment,
yet one wisp of song and
a flood of vignettes
awakening,
sometimes we must
poke the sleeping dragon
and breathe that fire again.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Knows – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

View – RDP Saturday

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Knows

Noetic panoramas,
heart speaking into mind,
feeling the way,
sensing,
believing,
wanting,
but never capturing
the fulness,
merely tasting the
way through
this latticed life,
with a glimpse today
momentarily held,
as the eye,
ever enchanted
by the angles,
knows and unknows
the why.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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