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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.

Paul, pvcann.com

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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

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Knows – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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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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Juicy And Sweet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Delicious – Word of the Day

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Juicy And Sweet

The blanket laid
we fed each other strawberries
dipped in vermouth,
juicy peaches too
and other metaphors,
there were honey cakes,
you smiled as you swirled
a spoon in the jar
drizzling honey more
and your lips glistened
they were so pleasurable
and sweet.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Madame Smiled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Eat The Rich – dVerse Poets – Quadrille

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“They call me a tyrant … one arrives at a tyrant’s throne by the help of scoundrels … What faction do I belong to? You yourselves. What is that faction which, since the revolution began, has crushed the factions and swept away hireling traitors? It is you, it is the people, it is the the principles of the Revolution …”   Maxilien Robespierre’ last speech to the Convention in 1794.”

 

Madame Smiled

Maximilien smiled,
such cherubic cheeks,
as baskets filled while
terror reigned
slice by slice
to the cheers of the
First Estate
until,
sated,
Madame could eat no more,
Public Safety now redundant
Madame smiled and chose
Maximilien for her rich
dessert,
a cut above.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Maximilien Robespierre, was the primary (though not the sole) architect of the Reign of Terror 1792 – 94 (though often disputed). The Terror produced 16.593 “official’ deaths! Madame refers to Madame Guillotine – a colloquial term. The Terror ended with the execution of its primary architect, irony indeed!

Paul, pvcann.com

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To Let It Go – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night – 243

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To Let It Go

To let it go
a wrench of the self
that old school book
an identity so dull now
so precious then,
is it that I yearn for what was,
all I could be,
or, is it that I am less settled now
in my certainty?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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Part Of Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See?

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Part Of Me

Once
I took a step
a risk, and
I felt pain,
here I’m safe,
you see part of me
but not the whole
I’m keeping some of me
for me,
and, when I’m ready,
perhaps I’ll share some more
of who I really am.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Will Always Colour – poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Obvious – Word of the Day

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Will Always Colour

Amidst the 7.7
to be yellow in a sea of grey
or a light in the darkness
that point of difference
comes at the great price
of being yourself
rather than being others,
sameness blends and fades
but the real you
will always colour.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Complicated – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Up – Quadrille

 

This is entirely antithetical

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Complicated

It’s complicated
but then it always is,
if maybe could be yes
and more certain
I might take that risk,
why spoil the moment with
a probable no?
Besides,
she has no clue
and if I even hint
the jig might well be up.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Tonight – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Tonight

The hiss of
fifteen denier crossing
and that off the shoulder allure
hem an invitation,
ripe ruby red lips engorged
kisses only our eyes could feel
so lost were we in each other,
alas, alone again,
and O how I yearn for you tonight.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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