Stranger in My Body

I feel strangulated,suffocated by a reality that I’m not convinced exists. Stranger than it seems,I’m constantly dodging fireballs,demons in my … More

Minnie Mouse

Eyes bright and brilliant,hair wind whipped and spiraling, curling and precious. You’re angelic in your smile,your eyes,your innocence. I’m grateful … More

A Cellular Dream

Felt it all,your frustrations, your highs. Read it all,your unsent letters, your messages containing lies. Someone keeps finding outall that … More

Spliced

Severed my soul,I’m spliced. You’ve stolen my chance,my choice. My final destination,slaughtered in your societalstubborn striving to succeed. Your ruin. … More

Time Turbulence

Time is on a phantom pendulumpirouetting as he waves his goodbyeNever turning back,the pendulum project time only forward We’re in … More

Hold My Hand

Hold me soft Hold me still Strong an gentlein your tender disconnect You’re connected You’re ethereal Hold me softHold me … More

Bare Bones

The frost is first Dazzling shapesDripping and sticking to glass and daring blades of grass Don’t you miss the summer … More

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 … More

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 … More

Dark to Light

You keep surprising me. I keep finding more fragments of your soul and mine. We’re intertwined. Our souls howl and … More

Artists’ Gray Cloud

Artists shareArtists cryThey live anew with every fleeting die.Coming into the rain, soaking up the gray clouds.I call your name … More

Sake of Saving

This post was inspired by my friend scrunchfoldington over at Lemon Stingray Blues. His post Negging, really got me in … More

Alive

I hear this songmy world goes stillI hear your heart in your wordsand it plays into my blood.I cry and … More

Sharp Edge of a Razor

I’m benevolent and malevolent like a sharp edge of a razor. When understood, I’m safe, useful even. When misunderstood, I’m … More

Behind the Camera

I follow the abstract, the incomplete, the wild and ever-changing. Boredom is never featured amongst them. Boredom is not in … More

Only Words

I wished for colorful ink. I bought colorful pens. I wanted this book to have more pictures. I had none. … More

While in the Audience

The keys on the grand piano play. The music flows fluidly and intensifies boundlessly, bouncing off of wide walls into … More

Revisiting

I feel at home and out of place. I see the golds and blues and whites, your floor boards and … More

Abstract Tomorrow

Tomorrow can sometimes be a worrisome word, provoking insidious whirlwinds of anxious thoughts and a certain uncertainty with them. The … More

Like A Child Can

Twilight dawns. It’s the beginning of Summer’s end. The backs of houses are silhouetted in shadow. There’s a squeaking of … More