The Friend - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

Recalling - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay “I read somewhere, “we become lyrical when we suffer.” Elisa Gabbert RecallingWhy nowin a dental surgeryforty-five years latercar crash comes recalling,the childhood orthodonticsnot-with-standing followedby volleyball face-plant,extensive reconstruction,twenty years laterall done again,then at xmasan amalgam falls away -upper molar number five,procedure…

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From Where Are You Looking? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay “My candle burns at both ends …” Edna St. Vincent Millay From Where Are You Looking?Have you ever noticedhow time is unequal,would you agreethat winter takes its long time whilesummer skips alongas redolent childforgetting autumneschewing winter,time has its own agendait will andit won't,rarely does it add up,there's no jumping ahead,always the questionsfrom…

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As Long As I Can Fly - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Melissa is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem using the photographic work of Michale Sammut (by permission). For all the photos and more detail follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Poetics – Art In Nature I have chosen this Photo by Michael Sammut – many thanks Michael – check out his wonderful work here Michael Sammut Photo: Ruddy Turnstone by Michael Sammut “A…

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The Measure - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: fountaintechpumps.com “Be grateful for whatever comes” Rumi The MeasureNonot by spoons of coffee,it's different nowcomputersemailsEVspond pumps,on averagefive years on the pumpssiftingfilteringbeing cleanedhow many make a life,how many till I go? Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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They No Longer Shine - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: aljazeera.com (G20 puppets 2018) “The puppets are in love and so are the puppeteers” David Tait They No Longer ShineThe puppetsdespite their expenseare lacklustre now,their movements stiffby rusted joints seized,suspension wires benttormented, twistedfaces peeling,eyes dimmedears broken,heads bowed with weightthey no longer shinefor restless audienceswho come withdesperate expectationfor…

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Chou - haiku by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay “The bite into the round jubilance of peach.” Li-Young Lee Chou Any name might doeight immortals of the fruit,exalted spring peach Copyright 2024 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Not: the Chinese ideogram shou or Chou is based by shape on the pit of a peach.

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Repeat - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Gif: found on GIPHY “What are we doing here?” Wilfred Owen RepeatIs it a gift , or is a GIF just a comment that weare only ever a three secondrepeat cycle where even anticipation cannot thwartthe gaze or the amusement,a Sisyphean addiction -click, repeat, foreverwith no rinse cycle,the sum of our abilitiescreative genius asmere pretext,opium in free flow. Copyright 2024 ©️Paul Vincent…

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Anees Ghanima, March 10, 2024, «ArabLit Quarterly», Volume 6, Issue I: ‘Gaza! Gaza! Gaza!’, Spring 2024, pp. 98-99 (free download through December 5, 2024) [issue created in collaboration with Majalla 28]

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After The Rains - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: gardenersworld.com Herb garden “But there is one who holds this falling infinitely softly in His hands.” Rainer Maria Rilke After The RainsTodayI strolled the borderI stroked the herbsmottledblotched,old tanned skinstems all lanky,woodyaged,after the rainsI will stroke thenew soft shootstender as youth. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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