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The Willow Is Not Alone - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Note: Mondo – origin Japan – a two stanza question and answer nature poem. Syllable pattern is = 577, 577. Photo: taken in the State Forest at Kirup – a Jarrah seedling arising end of winter 2024. “Give some tree the gift of green again. Let one bird sing.” Faiz Ahmed Faiz The Willow Is Not AloneWhy do the trees weepwhen we pas by laughing loudcarving hearts in ritual?Not for the woundingnor…
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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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Far Away - Haibun by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Merril is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to time travel. For more detail and resource follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Haibun – Let’s Travel Through Time Photo: uncredited on Yelp. Leighton Beach adjacent to Port Beach, Fremantle, Western Australia. “Do you plan to squander your precious twenties” Marilyn L. Taylor Far Away Yesterday Hey Jude crept into the number one…
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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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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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The Line Meanders - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Dora is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem using the ideas of a margin(s) as a springboard. For more detail and resource follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Poetics – Diving Into Margins Image by Ted Erski from Pixabay “You have it but you don’t have it.” John Asbery The Line Meanders The search, the desire, the drive for oneness admits a nexus, a margin of its…
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(via Ever Increasing - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)
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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Bang On - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Punam is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem inclusing the word Bang. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Going Out With A Bang Photo: jfwonline.com “Now as the train bears west, its rhythm rocks the earth” Theodore Roethke Bang OnClickety clackleather seatsswaying carriagetrees a blur,we sat oppositeall stops,untilthe darkening outer suburbs,furtive…
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