Every Evil - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon

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Floating Beyond The Scars - Prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Prosery with an invitation to write a piece of prose (fiction or non-fiction) using the line “Your drew stars around my scars” from the the song Cardigan by Taylor Swift. dVerse Poets – Prosery – Taylor Swift Image: psychcentral.com “We remember the time around scars” Michael Ondaatje Floating Beyond The Scars The mystery of space was always on our lips, that…

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I Wonder - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by JayMantri from Pixabay “Did you tackle that trouble that came your way …” Edmund Vance Cooke I WonderThe unplanned dayexpansive before me,as creased and informal as my wrangled sheetsand just as sneaky as what lay imaginatively under the bed plottingagainst my lack of showering,ironing or complete plan of doing zero,subverted by any numberof impromptu zoomsa lack of milkvisitors…

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Ill Winds - prose by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Prosery (144 words of prose) with an invitation to use a line from Leonard Cohen’s ‘You Want It Darker’ – “There’s a lullaby for suffering.” dVerse Poets – Prosery – Leonard Cohen Photo: decathlon.com “It’s dark often at these times.” Juliana Spahr Ill Winds When I’m hiking in winter I notice when I’m not moving my body temperature drops, hypothermia is a risk. The…

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Mostly - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: healthcentral.com “Life’s most important aspect, to stop and smell the roses.” Brenda Arledge MostlyO, it's gone,now this is going, gone toothere's no repeatingexcept in dreams,some will say nightmares or,pace Freud's dictum, that we repeat what we don't remember, though I wonderit's a question of whether we want to or not, besides it doesn't slip awayin idle momentsnever in sleepnor…

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I’m very concerned that our society is much more interested in information than wonder, in noise rather than silence.

Little Miss US - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Cartoon: found on bing.com “Listen. There are 57 reasons why one would burn their lover.” Winniebell Xinyu Zong Little Miss USLittle miss USwhy did you spread for the rapistwho slithered out of Edento savage your ovariespoison your mind with an apple bite of slumbering servitude,was it because he grabbed youwas it because you believedhis solutions were final,or did you actually thinkhe truly…

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Same Old - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay “When I have fears that I may cease to be” John Keats Same OldA while backdigging in the weedy spring undergrowth,discarded skincaught my attention,surely a goanna's butno, a snake came byjust to remind methat you can peal offthe outre layerwhile the inner canremain the same old same. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

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