Faeries of light twinkling on dust specks make me happy for a minute Ruminating on and over againthings to be…
Fragile – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Life in the midst of death, one of the many eucalypts known as blackbutt – the bark at the…
Song in the Sky
Sang into crystal blue white puffy clouds flaunting their backdrop Some grayscale, laced with sunlight Somewhere in the distance Can…
Access in Excess
Access meLet my soul flow freely like smoke does through vents and open windows Let me go Access me We’ll…
Talk About It
My uncles’ weren’t talkersThey wrote songs and poetryThey dreamt while awakeThey told stories, epic tales not even the great Poe…
Don’t Regret the Rain
Rain is falling over meI’m under coverThough I’m sad, I don’t regretletting it soak me through Sitting with my thoughtsI’m…
This Notion
Did you ponder on?Did you question the notion?Notion of dying Or being reborn into an unfathomable universe Plenty times Plenty…
Under Wheels
Tricks over curbssoft thumpingof wheels over pavement I could smell the charcoal from our last burnthe fresh tar on the…
Creation Craving
Cringing at those who can’t hear itCan’t capture a coping critterCramming the musicCranking the songsCringing at thoseThose who don’t hear…
The Figure
Shrouded black,encompassed my forefront One night,newly thirteenIt happened first It showed me no signsIt shed me no light Newly thirtywhite…
Princess Victoria
Princess Victoria,lovely princess of the bayTry as you mayyou remainas subtle as a mountainsitting in a flat plain You’re light…
Horizon
I smell the raw, earthly scent of this lakesmell the brinesmell the salt flake off of the fishsmell the cottony…
Slap Happy
I smell the slap happy sea.The brineThe scales of fish The open water and pine trees A cold zephyr from…
Ball of Fluff
The pavement hissed with each splash of foot in puddle from a fresh summer rain.The sun slunk behind the clouds.The…
Feel It
I’m too bored, too tired, have too much on my mind, or all too much. I couldn’t feel it, that…
Tidal Wall
Did you ever wish you didn’t exist?I have. Do you ever wonder why you are the way you turned out?Do…
Scapegoats
I don’t want to be your scapegoat.I want to write on and on but this motion sickness has me withdrawn.I…
Five and Fearless
Children are fearless.You can’t change my mind. I snuggled with teddy bears, not thinking of the next day.Mom played Shania…
BiLLoW
I don’t want to see you go.Memories swarm and swing around in my dreams.Holding hands, we wake up cuddled and…
Skipping Stones that Speak
This post was inspired by my friend’s piece. Woodsy The Performance Poet. John is a great writer. l always enjoy…
