Entropic - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

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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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Fragments - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night, the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets – OLN Photo: our dear old woofer Vienna (sometimes called hoover). “Hour that is mine from among them all!” Pablo Neruda FragmentsA glass of the pepperysitting in duskclosing out the day,cooling to eveningwe roast our partoffering sweet observations,as last light hits the far shorewe soak up the…

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Wanting - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Dora is hosting Poetics with an invitation to take the example of Sandra Cisneros where she takes Spanish words that have no direct English equivalent and uses them to form the poem ‘I Have No Word In English For’ Dora has provided Cisneros’ words of which we can choose one, two or many of the words, incorporating them in our own poem. For more detail and to see the two choices offered…

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I'm A Fan Of Time - a pome by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: found on youtube.com “While we speak, time is envious …” Horace I'm A Fan Of TimeI tookthat sheet of paper24 lines drawn horizontally,folded them carefullyfingered the line to a sharp creaseallowing the ultimate compressionas thin as rice paper slice,expansions to a pinchcorrugations to a fan,movement as squeezeboxin and out all rightthe lines of a daymorn till nightdown to nothingout to…

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Every Evil - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Yogendra Singh from Pixabay “… where concrete slogans armed with body conflict expunge paradise …” Kari Edwards Every EvilMy headsteam pressure valvescreaming from my mouthso loudmy lungs crawled out,my eyes hemmed body trapped inside a replicating babushka dollcursed by the magician'sapprentice, knowingno one could hear,all the while feelingevery evil,screaming aching for an…

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Shadow Play - Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Frank is hosting Haibun Monday with an invitation to write alluding to Groundhog Day. For more info and examples of Haibun follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Haibun Monday – Celebrating Groundhog Day Image by Rodolfo_Llanos from Pixabay “Be grateful for whatever comes” Rumi Shadow Play Birds, heading north, south, change is surely coming. Ants mounding their holes against rain.…

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Hand To Hand - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Milada Vigerova from Pixabay “Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand, mine to yours, yours to mine.” Alberto Rios Hand To HandThe cupan open palmelectric fizzlife flowing,small breathslong stepsmoving light as air,being offeringa gift to souls,hand to handlove's perpetuity,the combat only compassion knows. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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