Watermelon Whine - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

Cyborgery - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sanaa is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a sci-fi poem. dVerse Poets – Poetics – Diving Into The Genre Of Sci-fi Poetry Image: pixabay.com “I enter your secret places with my mind” Allen Ginsberg Cyborgery Your hairwhen rainedcarries indelible memorysensory overloadwithout data offerings,only the hive will make context equate,even now the rise of your breastuneven chant…

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That Old Melancholia - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: ‘The Good Old Days’ brettfish.co.za “… nostalgia and desire, the two-way ladder between heaven and hell …” Stanley Kunitz That Old Melancholia Have you uttered those fatefully untrue wordsit was great in the (insert decade of rose tint),because we tend to drift by comparisonwhere everyone else is getting ahead of uswhile the past was such beautiful perfection,just a veneer of parasitic…

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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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Creme de la Creme - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Sanaa is hosting poetics with an invitation to write a Valentine’s poem choosing from the following three options: 1- Love Potions and Concoctions: Write a poem as a recipe for a love potion. Throw in some berries and cream, maybe a dash of cinnamon and chivalry. Tell us what love means to you. 2- Love Letters Through Time: Write a poem in the form of a love letter. It can be…

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All That Remains - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Matias Piedrabuena from Pixabay “Love is apart from all things” Jack Gilbert All That RemainsHer shadow playshis memory,her voice approachingwith those old shoesthe worn patchhidden to the worldas much as herreaction to his touch,though subtleher lips give her away,eyes alightthrough her stoic glancesignals a firecatching at first flare,all that remainsis the placing ofmore kindlingto…

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The Tree Of Earthly Delights - an Etheree by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting The Bar with an invitation to write an Etheree poem in the form of a fir tree. For more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – MTB – An Etheree Tree Image: vogue.com “Stooped in the still and shadowy air lips unseen – and kissed me there” Walter De La Mare The Tree Of Earthly DelightsOhelloms xmasI see you thereunder mistletoeunder no illusionjust a…

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What Can Be Said (Ontology's a Drag) - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write a poem using an apophatic (αποφατικοζ) or negation approach – the not knowing, (as opposed to a cataphatic (καταφατικα) or positive approach – the knowing/affirming). For more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – MTB – Meet The Bar Positively Through Negation Image by Nick Kirtoki from Pixabay “The rose has no Why?…

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Have we been here before? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: NASA – science.nasa.gov – Mars’ Jezero Crater “We are made of longing, of reaching for the stars …” Danusha Lameris Have We Been Here Before?Red dirtold dirtsalted dirtashed dirtsulphur dirtacidic dirtalkoloid dirtmineral dirtearthcontinues whileMoon Mare volcanismceased three billion years agoand Martian rock tells us thestory of Mars' evolutionto desert death,this is wild sciencewhich…

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(via Partial To Turquoise - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)

I Strike A Match - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Dirk (Beeki®) Schumacher from Pixabay “Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality” Jean Cocteau I Strike A MatchThe old house is fullso many lifetimes,ghosts of secrets lingerin the shifting shadowswaiting their moment,that one opportunityto scare the livingwith their truthsof forgotten liesballed up like lintin neglected corners,as I…

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