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Oneness – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Oneness

The empyrean realm,
that meeting of
divine and other,
the fundament of love
which transcends
the ache of power
for unity,
that debris
of history,
to a selfless
creative
oneness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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I Burned – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do YouSee? Willow Poetry

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I Burned

I dreamt you lightening bird
twice you came to me
in the night
and I burned while
flames danced at my window
and you crackled
when I stroked your hair.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Note: The Lightening Bird is a mythological bird that was believed to be able to call down thunder and lightening (African mythology – Zulu and other peoples).

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Misplaced – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Theologians may quarrel, but the mystics of the world speak the same language.”  
Meister Eckhart

 

Misplaced

A medieval babel
we built the cloister as if to reach heaven,
high and lofty
grand as a statement of our
misplaced devotion,
realising too late
that there is nothing big enough to catch,
let alone contain,
that which we call God
who dwells in much humbler
less rational cathedrals.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Such Adventures – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Such Adventures

Just this once
he’d walked instead of the bus,
his mind a whirl
since, and ungraciously,
clearing out the spare room,
being immediately distracted
by so much past
but especially, most especially,
his temporarily forgotten
dog-eared and yellowed
‘Tales of Worthington’,
of derring-do
and worlds beyond worlds.
He sighed,
such adventures,
as he rounded the corner
into Brink street
past the old familiar
wasteland of the mill,
he felt drawn to have a look
and before he could find a way in,
he was somehow
already overlooking the wall,
as a ladder of no ordinary type
had appeared and swept him up,
and there it was,
Worthington’s Worlds, all majestic
just as he’d imagined,
and, in the next moment,
as he moved forward
he wondered if Mabel would miss him.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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My Quest – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

What Do You See? Willow Poetry

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My Quest

I had a dream
that I rode my white charger
across Ramsdale Bridge
by way of returning to Tintagel,
my quest for the Grail as yet, incomplete.
Too late I saw old Afrit
sleeping underneath,
my steed trod lightly
for he sensed the dragon
and we passed safely,
at that very moment I awoke
and feeling peckish
I set out on a quest to the fridge,
crossing the old wooden floor
carefully on tiptoe
lest I awaken my mother-in-law
who slept nearby.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Your Key – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Your Key

Enchantress,
always at the crossroads
frieze key at your finger tips
smiling down on Demeter
who hopes for the gift
of prosperity
while all others
desire your protection
for their doors.
But your one true gift
is the key
to cross the threshold,
that some may be gods
some will be Titans
should you favour their devotion
with your key to another world
where your love unlocks the eternal.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Note: Hecate – Εκατη, an acknowledged inclusion in the Greek pantheon was the protector of homes and people, and who also had the key to eternity.

 

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How Is It That I Go? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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How Is It That I Go?

Portents surrounded my journey
from even before I knew I was going
and how is it
that I go along this road?
I know not.
And always the wind,
ceaseless and cold,
no augury elicited any clarity,
no spell would release my feeling
and no voice would speak
my staff my only guide and comfort
as days turned into weeks
and no soul to be found
even the owls had not come
which left me wondering
what could possibly be my end,
and almost as soon as I’d pondered
the sky cleared a little
revealing Vendell castle,
perhaps now
all would be revealed.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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You Lie – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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You Lie

You want me
to lie down with you
in that watery grave.
but you lie to me of
such voluptuary,
with naked invitation
and I am so tempted
save for the deafness of steel,
this wall between your song
and my uncertainty.
For now
I’m content to savour your gifts
and I shall dream of you more,
tonight.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Lighter – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Unlike a maze, which is a cousin of the labyrinth, the labyrinth has one path in and the same path out. The maze is a puzzle to go through and solve, while the labyrinth is a trusted rhythm to be meditated or contemplated in while walking. Whereas you conquer a maze, the labyrinth enables you to self reflect.

Lighter

The gentle rhythm
of this walking meditation
is a metaphor for life itself,
walking to my center,
turning,
and turning again,
each turn a momentary still point
for reflection,
and the middle a waiting,
a wrestling,
a letting go,
just the place to leave something
of self,
while the return journey
is always the lighter for it.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Unbroken – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Unbroken

In fantasia forest,
where difference is celebrated,
and where hearts are valued,
we are unbroken,
at one, whole,
and completing each other,
gifting each other,
a place of deep connection,
which words cannot speak,
and we can only feel.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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