The Fire Drake A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon
The Fire Drake a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Kim is hosting poetics with an invitation to write a poem about a dragon. dVerse Poets – Poetics – Legendary Creatures Photo: wallpaperaccess.com “For when he takes his prey he plays with it to give it a chance” Christopher Smart The Fire DrakeMaybe, maybe not, thegryphon brings good luckbut I pat him every nightbefore I take the 240 wornsteps up the ancient toweras if a talisman of…
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The Line Meanders - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
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The Sleep Of Lovers - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: 10000birds.com a pair of Mandarin ducks. “Few recognise that love is commitment …” Nikki Giovanni The Sleep Of Lovers A little bird told me something small enough to be significant about mandarin ducks who sleep the sleep of lovers who when frost and ice intrude swap sides through the night, keeping their exposed sides like their hearts. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights…
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After The Rains - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: gardenersworld.com Herb garden “But there is one who holds this falling infinitely softly in His hands.” Rainer Maria Rilke After The RainsTodayI strolled the borderI stroked the herbsmottledblotched,old tanned skinstems all lanky,woodyaged,after the rainsI will stroke thenew soft shootstender as youth. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️
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I Wondered - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: exibartstreet.com “I languish in thy penetrating clasp” Ameen Rihani I WonderedI wandered along the pavementfamiliar cracks and gumand the dum, dum, dum, ofthe crawling traffic, leaves clattering the autumn ground,smell of coffee my destinationcouple kissing in the lee,inside all dusky, dusty hipstergreasy thumbed newsspilled coffee soaking crumbs,he crimps my loyalty cardI carry my…
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There, In The Shadows - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Art work: by Paul Emile Chabas ‘Nymphs of the Dance’ from pixels.com “… he saw like a nymph half risen” Amy Lowell There, In The ShadowsWhere the golden apples growthere lie the children of the evening,Hera's gardenapproach from the west orlook in Oceanusscour Lixus,unwrap the shadows,and mindyou need more than eyesask Ladon -Hesperia's daughters appear most when anticipatedbut least…
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Just Me - prose by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Merril is hosting Prosery (144 words) with an invitation to take the line “I have no skill for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself.” from the poem ‘The Magnificent Frigate Bird’ by Ada Limon. dVerse Poets – Prosery – Ada Limon Photo: goalcast.com “We live in secret cities and we travel unmapped roads” Alberto Rios Just MeI am not bark or fibre, I am…
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It Has Always Been So - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Hunter S. Thompson – journalist, writer, author, originator of “Gonzo” journalism. From thefamouspeople.com “It was like falling down an elevator shaft and landing in a pool full of mermaids.” Hunter S. Thompson It Has Always Been SoOnce upon a time Iwas disillusioned with Thompson's infectionthe whole question of truth and fictionhow dare they be blendedin the mainstream,but…
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