For The Love Of The Planet - Paul Vincent Cannon
For The Love Of The Planet - Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Forms with an invitation to write a complaint – Complaint, sometimes called Jeremiad is a genre of poetry that carries a theme of bitter sorrow. The rhetoric is “rails against cruel fate” . By the Middle Ages there were loosely 3 types of Complaint: satirical poems exposing evil in the world. dididactic verse focusing on the decline of someone “great”…
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Traversing - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Looking out from Augusta over the bay and the Southern Ocean. Augusta has become a popular site for wind surfing. “In Jeju Island, the wind speaks” Kinsley Lee TraversingThe southerly swirled across the bayas it often does in early December,firm but not malevolent as in July,spring's embersa latter day offering beforeJanuary's oven,I mused over this with my friendwho questioned my…
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Seeking The Seed - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: ayers.com.au bushfire recovery “The dying of the trees goes on …” Philip Larkin Seeking The SeedCurious,though carrying less thannine lives Ientered the public buildingthe hall of ecological responses,covered in beautiful scriptsembossed on exquisite clothon every wallso beautiful the words Idesired to touch them,as my fingers tracedthe walls gave wayfritted, collapsed,with swollen heart…
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Not Missing Anything - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: waterandnature.org “And puddles glimmering in my mind” John Masefield Not Missing AnythingMotes gathercataractically in thecorners of your eyes,time fritters your wallsof brittle doubt,yesterday you knewtoday you don't needthat obsession,now, you just enjoypuddle-jumping angstriddled pavements,waving the tour busgoodbye and breathingwith ease, not holdingeverything, not…
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Talgomine Rock - a prose poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: taken in spring (September) 2018 at Talgomine Rock Reserve: Everlastings carpet the bush. “The first lily of June opens its red mouth.” Marge Piercy Talgomine RockRains recede to spring orchids in songs of pastel blues and yellows. Wrens fan, flitter, chatter across the sun-bleached granite and are just as suddenly gone. There’s something comforting about the musky soil that fills me, to…
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The Life Of Words - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image: pixabay.com “‘Tis a strange mystery, the power of words! Life is in them, and death.” Letitia Elizabeth Landon The Life Of WordsSometimes I musewondering what if I'd nevertaken that particular pathwhere would I be now?I ponder words and what if I'd never said those particular words,where would I be now?Like shook champagne words spew with forceconstructing meaningslike spilt amoeba.Words…
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High Tide - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by metacross from Pixabay “The idealistic imagined world is alone, isolated, undisturbed remaining free …” Angelina Pandian High TideThose little expansive momentsof transportrapture or riskwelcome or notin nano seconds of interruptionparallel universes openingI've lost the trigger,but I don't really careI'm in it now,don't disturblet me indulge the flurryof senses and memoriesno matter…
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Broken Mug - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: found at kitchenseer.com “… some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.” Rumi Broken MugOnce,as it happenslike every thing happens,I broke a favourite muga sentimental grief,in remorse I clearedthe debris and chose a lesser mugmade some tea,then came feelingsself-blamegrief,failing to locate a blamespeaking itreleasing the uglymood of it thenlaughing at the investmentin a…
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Listen To The Song - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night (with Saturday Live Edition) – the night we choose a poem to post/read: to join in follow the link below: dVerse Poets – OLN Taken at one of our local cafes in 2023, male magpie – the cake not the coffee methinks 🙂 “The soul wants to fly away when caged, like a bird longing for the open sky” Rumi Listen To The SongGautama always compassionJesus…
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Can Never Be Spoken - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Li is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about magical moments of intimacy. dVerse Poets – Poetics – Intimate Moments Photo: Flat Rock reserve on the Blackwood River, 2024. “One doesn’t really suck on frozen sugar water. One allows it to melt in the oven of the mouth.” Diane Seuss Can Never Be SpokenWe left the day as it happenedskirted the weather because it was,saving our…
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