Said Budde - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

Are These My Legs? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: clipstock.com via Bing “I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise.” Jane Kenyon Are These My Legs?I marvel at the smallest of things,the unseen, indescribable acts Itake for granted where cause and effect are seemingly absent likethe moment I get out of bed,what is the event that precedes the movement that makes it so,can it be reduced to cause and effectlike the…

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Window Of Opportunity - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Dora is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about the romance of the open window. dVerse Poets – Poetics – The Romance Of The Open Window Image by Jupi Lu from Pixabay “… like artists gave the holy before perspective was invented …” Bob Hicok Window Of OpportunityLook at thata sky of rorschach shapesfeminine or masculineI don't knowlet's see what happens,tears in…

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I Sing - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found at fairfaxcounty.gov “I shall never draw back from love” Elsa Gidlow I SingI knowI'm coming backon overto lienext to your body,todayI singbecause I knowI'm coming back. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Note: This poem is inspired by the line “because I don’t know if I’m coming back” from Song of Departure’ by Raquel Chavez – I took the opposite view.

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My Write Heart - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found at scienceinfo.net via Bing “… now will you rest forever, my tired heart.” Leopardi Giacomo My Write HeartIf my heart were a writerwhat might it write about -grand visionstruths of the pastspeculative thoughts on loveideas of travel to marshopes for peacefood enoughan end to poverty?Nothing particularly original,maybe that's a clue -is my heart more about fiction? Copyright 2025…

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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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Black Feathers - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Monica Volpin from Pixabay “Darkness covering the forest” Maria Veronica Cruz Azores Black FeathersBlack feathers in a white forest,a random solitary collection driftingblown by the winds of wrathchased by yellowed howling hellhoundsin a night when the moon covered herself,warding off the razors edgea sensed danger,dreamed enemies closeeven the gods are not safe,the dragons too have…

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Tell Me - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Kim is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem using an optician’s word grid, taking two lines and using the words in order. Here are the sets of words: nose – one – cause – evenwere – crone – our – summername – use – means – arosenear – can – remove – surecrow – verse – see – renewassume – once- van – sumaware – caves – sea – cream dVerse Poets – Poetics – The Optician’s…

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My Name is Rachel Corrie, (2006), Taken from the writings of Rachel Corrie, Edited by Alan Rickman and Katharine Viner, Produced with the permission of Rachel Corrie's family, «NHB Modern Plays», Nick Hern Books, London, 2007 (Rachel Corrie's emails here)

'My Name is Rachel Corrie' was first performed at the Royal Court Jerwood Theatre Upstairs on April 7, 2005; the production transferred to the Royal Court Jerwood Theatre Downstairs on October 11, 2005, and to the Playhouse Theatre in London's West End on March 28, 2006

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Roast Gaza For Christmas - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: A Palestinian woman sitting in rubble – from the Sydney Morning Herald via Bloomberg. (Story – Amnesty Accuses Israel of Genocide in Gaza). “My city’s streets are nameless. If a Palestinian gets killed by a sniper or a drone, we name the street after them.” Mosab Abu Toha It’s not even Christmas yet and my stomach aches! Roast Gaza For ChristmasI'll havethose soft propaganda rollswith…

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