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All Tangled – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Commitment – Word of the Day

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“A fish and a bird may indeed fall in love, but where shall they live.” Elizabeth Gilbert ‘Committed, A Skeptic Makes Peace With Marriage’

 

 

All Tangled

Love is a many complexed thing,
a tangled exploration
of feelings on a threshold privately held,
and to speak it would be to unravel the
mystery unspeakable,
the conundrum of aching, longing,
a certain uncertainty,
shades between black and white,
that hold me fast.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Agreed At Our Center – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Connect – RDP

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Agreed At Our Center

Sometimes I know what you’re thinking,
then I wonder that I’m hearing what you’re saying,
I wonder too what you’re not saying,
or if you’d say anything at all in this moment,
but I do know this,
we’re agreed at our center of love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Where All Is Gift – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Dream – RDP Prompt

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Where All Is Gift

Behind my eyes lie other worlds,
deep in my unconscious,
and, though never quite the same,
there are many familiars,
alongside such wonderment,
where shadow meets soul,
scape upon scape,
in conversations of colours,
sounds and places.
A sojourn without end
where all is gift.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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You Will – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Capitulate – Word of the Day

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You Will

One look and you’ll surrender,
she’ll melt your heart and
crease your lips.
Your words will evaporate
to sighs and groans,
the language of ecstasy.
There are no terms,
there is not treaty,
her smile is determined,
her eyes locked on,
you will surrender!

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Glow – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Radioactive – Word of the Day

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Glow

As we walked the twilight glade,
a crackling frisson erupted between us
like shock waves,
and as we rose from the leafy comfort
that convenience had strewn along our way,
such a glow did light our path
that was ours,
the way of hearts.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

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Never Made – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Chagrin – Word of the Day

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Never Made

Best made plans
are never truly planned,
merely imagination applied
in a disorder of events,
taking us to tea parties
and hidden places,
relationships unknown,
and even the journey to self.
The best made plans are
never made,
they are,
the fruit of frustration.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

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What Can I Say? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Finesse – Word of the Day

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What Can I Say?

You were always highly strung,
tense to a C,
higher than my G,
your tailpiece was sure fine,
and your finger board?
Well, what can I say?
When my bow struck your strings
your F holes resounded
as I played you with such finesse.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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Of Kith And Kin – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Kin – Word of the Day

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Taken recently at the Bunbury Wetlands (Big Swamp), mother and children 🙂

 

Of Kith And Kin

Of kith and kin
and shared blood,
resembling much likeness,
yet only in the heart of hearts,
for all else is naught,
save for the love I have for all
living things,
kindred spirits
in this great adventure of life,
where all things are my cousins.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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It Starts Slow – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Rivulet – Word of the Day

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Bluff Knoll. It began as a rivulet then turned to a trickle, and following the showers, a running creek.

 

It Starts Slow

That sultry night,
dancing slow,
I felt your heart speaking,
as I traced the line of your neck
to your lips,
while in the small of your back
a bead was speaking of your passion,
and just for a moment,
I felt you shudder.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Emergency – Word of the Day

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The Plight Of The Bumble Bee

Carbon sucker punch
with chemical balm,
the bees are bummed,
dropping dead down.
It’s not just the honey,
there’ll be no fruit,
nature’s little cupid is caput,
the bee-eaters are thinning,
a global emergency is upon us now.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul,

pvcann.com

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