(via A Quibble Full - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon)
(via A Quibble Full - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)
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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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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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When Spoken - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by Mircea Iancu from Pixabay “… our voices growing vague and weary as time passes …” Charlie Smith When SpokenSomeone once claimed a talking dogI only heard circumstantial barking,the neighbour's parrot said hello butit had no existential knowledgejust a parrots mnemonic respone,I have wordsbut what are they,I read somewhere that wordswhen spokenmean the opposite of said things,that…
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As To Meaning - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Taken in January, summer storm clouds intensify the rays of the sun on the Southern Ocean. “The best story of course, is the one you can’t write …” Sujata Bhatt As To MeaningTo seeeven the sparklewhere the sun touchesthe ocean's skinis to assumegold and mercuryare friends,that they do in factmeet and the eye is true,as to meaningwell, what is that? Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent…
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Delight - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Lillian is hosting Open Link Night (with live edition Saturday – for details follow the link below) the night we choose a poem to post. This will be the last live session for 2024. dVerse Poets – OLN Photo: pexels.com “… beyond the body itself, we are making love” Sharon Olds DelightIn the mellow of eveI wonder,from time to time,what it would be liketo take a portion of sunand…
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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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Towards A New Manifesto - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image: clipart-library.com “carrying their empty fists of sorrow everywhere” Francisco X. Alarcon Towards A New ManifestoHow strangethat we can think and feelyet still be so utterly dumb,completely unawareof the fibres of prejudicethat infiltrate and lurkin our very being.Not all Jews are zionistsnot all Muslims are terroristsnot all Christians are fundamentalistsmost refugees are only…
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Missing Mars - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image: scitechdaily.com the Orion space capsule “Hear the silent signals from outer space …” Dejan Stojanovic Missing MarsSeptember 2, 2026it has been twelve monthssince the last communicationwith the starship crew,there is no bleep from the screenno blink on the plotterno tears for the crewD, JD and Eout in the ether,don't y'all come back nowya hear,we've run out of champagne. Copyright 2025…
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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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If I, If We - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo by Sunguk Kim on Unsplash “either peace or happiness, let it enfold you” Charles Bukowski If I, If WeWhen I was a child Ilived outside myselfwondering why the worldwas like it was and whypeace was so elusive,how was state sanctionedmurder possible and howcould people turn their backs on those in need,I hoped for miracles and acheesy ending just like inthe movies which evoke a sense of…
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