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So Sly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – How It All Started

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“What you seek is seeking you.” Rumi

So Sly

Who conspired,
the water or the stars,
not withstanding wise camels
or knucklebones cast,
even lusted lustre could be closer
to my beaded sweated hankering
after your voluptuary offered,
so sly with a wink of your hips
just visible in your eyes
is how it all started so breathless,
unravelling in our unfathomed,
restless entwining.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Take Care – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Take Care

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“When people care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.” Langston Hughes

Take Care

I took her with me,
a spontaneous decision as
all decisions go in my groove,
it was for the best 
as it turned out, 
she was with me all the way, 
in my corner standing strong, 
singing my song, holding fast 
when it mattered and, 
even when I didn't to myself,
now I always take her with me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Here I Am – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Stuff Happens

Photo: Sheoak sapling growing out of a rock. Leda Reserve, Wialki.

“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.” Akiro Kurosawa

Here I Am

Mine was the cinder path and
only later did my child's mind
see the darkness of the struggle
as a tree that never grows
straight as whipped by rain,
chastened by sleet and 
shaped by wind, all the while
deprived in repellent rock
lacking in goodness,
but here I am leaning into 
the wind, smiling at all
life's stuff.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Her Scarf – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Smell

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“The pain passes, but the beauty remains.” Pierre August Renoir

Her Scarf

He heard nothing,
not the car doors or
murmurs of the gathered,
or the city swirling past,
how could he when this
day had come in spite
of his standing hard fast
against it as folly in a 
paper boat in a wild 
and raging sea,
his sail her scarf, an
amulet of what had been,
it was enough,
just the smell of her
would help him through
this darkened hour
that spoke of endings,
he felt her smile and 
sailed forth as 
the priest intoned not
knowing that the horizon
was not an edge.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Off The Rails – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – What A sight

Photo: Old rail line near Bonnie Rock

“Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.” Lin Yutang

Off The Rails

What a sight this happenchance,
no more the corporate sea of
smoke and steam or voices echoing 
through this once vale of life in
this distant place of hardships
now erased as nature grips the
demons of steel by the throat,
all the while laughing at the thought
of progress in a place so fragile
where life so quickly goes
off the rails.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Exquisite – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Taste

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“…. true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.” Audrey Hepburn


The recipe was not lost,
simply one off,
never to be repeated, 
just one pinch of shyness,
a sprig of humour,
some joy generously added,
an abundance of love
layered in all its flavours,
with a dash of awareness 
and finished with a quiet
confidence lightly held,
such an exquisite being,
to taste her
is to taste the strength that 
holds everything together.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Connection – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Listen

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“Listening is about being present, not just about being quiet.” Krista Tippett


Words formed my lips
to abstraction,
departing faintly,
hovering gently in the space
that is not me, not you,
something completely other
in the between space of
all there is, hoping, waiting,
to be taken, received 
and known, not in the 
hearing of mere sounds,
but in the deep of listening,
of knowing a knowing
that opens a connection.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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Lost And Found – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Touch

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“We lie in each other’s arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colours of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.” Marge Piercy

Lost And Found

Hands as whispers,
fingers as feathers,
gestures lightly placed,
skin as eyes so softly
feel the finest tears of sweat
from deep kindled heat,
she the journey he'd dreamed,
he an adventure traced in ecstasy,
both lost of the road begun, and
found in the meander of the
lush rich map of each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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A Certain Substance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Quotation

VJ invited us to write using part or all of the following quotation by Maria Popova: “Strive to be uncynical, to be a hope-giving force, to be a steward of substance.”

Photo: popsugar.co.uk Veteran Captain Tom Moore who on the eve of his 100th birthday raised money for the British National Health Service charities by doing sponsored laps of his home. £32 million!

A Certain Substance

He had an air about him,
a certain substance that wove 
itself into his every movement,
as a weaver makes a cloth,
so he wove the fabric of his life
in neat, yet colourful rows,
with just enough peculiarity
to stand out in a crowd for
the right amount of notice
while retaining dignity,
a man of gravitas.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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To Be Continued – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Next Chapter

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“Life shrinks or expands in proportion top one’s courage.” Anais Nin

To Be Continued 

The book began with a smile
and leaned into a few words
here and there around all
the many moments
that sparked with energy,
and I thought a short bio
might just cover it,
but the spark lit a fire
and the chapters ran on,
so that by the fifth I thought
the glow might dim a little,
instead it continues with fervour
in to a new chapter
of many moments,
framed in a world on the cusp
of something that sparks 
with possibility, but then,
I love a good mystery.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


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