Time Traveler - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

Cutting The Cord - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: pixels.com “The whisper trembling in the wind” Lewis Carroll Cutting the CordThose days of simoomrelentlesswearingwhen everything seemed to be fractiousnerves on end seasoned woundsdog licked sores,painthe lanced boil ofheartache for humanitywho would rather live in misery than hope,a living deathdisguised as peacebroken shadows of jousted mills,a pretence of ends bypathologies of…

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The Eye Of Memory - 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: The Indian Ocean at Skippy Rocks (close to where it meets the Southern Ocean) “Something here about the memory” Robin Walter The Eye Of MemoryThe sky in the cafe was a big skyframing the ocean blue with spumemusing over slice and coffee views,my eyes linger over a sneaky cornerretro…

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I Resolve Not To Resolve - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image: found on Bing “One vow a year will see me through, and I’ll begin with number two” Rudyard Kipling. I Resolve Not To ResolveIf I were to somehow, suddenly, be enthusedenough to sing the magnificat it would not bea celebration of the annunciationit would be my prompt to shout a renunciation of all who trade off virtues,not that I'm virtuous, of courseI've never even made a resolution,I…

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Pale Cairn - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

An Ekphrastic for Paul Brooke’s Ekphrastic Challenge Art Work: Sara Elizabeth Bell ‘Stone Tower, Laurel Creek’ Pale CairnTrickle above a whisperpast the pale cairn of hopesomeone carefully laid as guide for the watershould it fail to see itsdownward directionalong this bed of life,neatly tucked into my witness eye whichmight later recount atold you so if it daredto find its own way,the cairn a…

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Fading - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Annick Vanblaere from Pixabay “But here we dwell in darkness, in caverns hollowed out by desperation and fear.” Hugh Howey FadingFrogs mopein my dystopian pondwhere pads arelily livered,denials of justiceall the whileslow dancing tothe soviet grey soundsof discordant grunge,holding empty hopeagainst feelings offading success. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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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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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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Mahmoud Darwish (محمود درويش), The Butterfly’s Burden, Translated by Fady Joudah, Bloodaxe Books, Hexham, 2007

Kawase Hasui, Inokashira in Snow, 1928 (source).

Gouache Me - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Mish is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem on the word Hint. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Can You Take A Hint? Image: found on pinterest.com “Why would we want to scourge our softness to straight lines like a Mondrian painting?” Marge Piercy Gouache MeTaut canvaspine ribs showing,O gouache me slowlywith that real ox hairbrushing,…

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