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June 2, 2026 · 10:24 pm

A Tanka by Paul Vincent Cannon

For Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 67, Yellow Things, Colleen has invited us to write syllabic poetry using things that are yellow! Try to use at least two yellow things in your poem. Try NOT to use the word yellow. Instead, use the yellow thing as your metaphor to tell us the colour.

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Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7)

sunflower wandered
summer’s dandelion fields
bright as midday sun
knowing she would pick some buds
for tea with soft buttered scones

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January 13, 2026 · 5:14 pm

I Can See For Smiles – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to write about – Smile or some form of the word. For more detail follow the link below:

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Smile

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I Can See For Smiles

One smile leads to another
as reminiscence burgeons 
to connections that flare through
my body to facial muscles 
back to my heart,
a reified loop of happiness 
orienting my polarity, 
I don’t need to look far
because I can see 
for smiles and smiles.

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January 12, 2026 · 9:28 pm

Yellow Wellies – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Yellow Wellies

Have you ever noticed
red clay on yellow wellies
like tomato sauce and eggs,
or how fat the drops of 
rain are on the rubber 
like clear lady birds
clinging to the gloss,
water magnifying tiny 
particles of what we
callously call dirt.




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January 2, 2026 · 9:37 pm

Could It Be? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Could It Be?

Can a day be like the 
sweetest nashi
the juiciest strawberry,
dreamy
unencumbered 
no thought to expectations,
can a day be like the glass of
a still river
the glide grace of a pelican
In flight
a day when the kookaburra 
laughed without derision,
that moment we buttered 
heaven, tasted joy and 
gave little thought
to tomorrow.



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December 6, 2025 · 9:03 pm

A Tanka by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7)

dragon fly hovers
common spring experience 
light buzzing beauty
sun is high time for cider
I would but the flagon's dry

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November 4, 2025 · 5:36 pm

A New Whirled Order – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to write a whirl of a poem.

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Take Your Poem For A Whirl Around The Block

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A New Whirled Order

She swirled, twirled,
whirled her cyclonic self
a dance that ruffled the street
with her beautiful curl of
flying red hair strewn about,
while her laughing tongue
might delve into whorls
she took her flat white
sang something bright
leaving the cafe on fire.


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August 29, 2025 · 10:05 pm

Shush – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is Hosting Open Link Night – the night we choose a poem to post.

dVerse Poets – OLN

Image: Japanese woodblock print by Torii Kiyomitsu (1735 – 1785) (Ritsumeikan University)

American Cinquain (2-4-6-8-2)

Shush 

Slow days
joyously wear
and I have since noticed
that to hang back clears other's thoughts
for peace

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August 12, 2025 · 8:58 pm

To And Fro – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to use some form of the word jabber, for more detail follow the link below:

dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Shall We Jabber On?

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To And Fro

Niggy noggy
spider Wide's 
silver boots
entrance me to 
dizzying distraction while 
Les woodlouse's fourteen
one short for rugby,
Errol crab with ten,
I have only two and
just look,
I can run to you
or away,
depending,
there's more
I'll be jabbered. 


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July 20, 2025 · 9:03 pm

Waiting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: The creek at Nathaniel’s Rest in Mundaring June, 2025




Waiting

I watched the creek leave
autumn dry and turn to a
winter pulse rushing 
to where it can as it navigates
rocks and roots,
those tricksters who delight
in adding some mischief
to the journey downstream, 
carrying the frothy dust to dust
with maybe just a little stardust
in this wash
that appears contained,
yet freely leaves its banks
those edges of its life,
when it chooses
because it can.
It is thin here beneath 
the smooth, slender gums
at night I can touch the moon
the stars on its surface,
I too am seen,
it is here that I hang on
the edge of the universe
adding mischief,
waiting to leave my banks.

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*Note: the line “I hang on the edge of the universe” comes from the poem ‘Sky Diving’ by the late Nikki Giovanni.

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July 14, 2025 · 9:29 pm

The Pane Of Life – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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The Pane Of Life

School reports all said the same monotonous
thing, he could do better if he paid attention
as if I had some reserve of care that I just might
be willing to join the circus of morbid repetition.

But I'm no watchmaker, my cogs aren't aligned,
my heart was always elsewhere out the window
where the light seemed clearer and always left
far more interesting shadows to muse upon.

I admit my mind needed washing far more than 
the glass ever did such was the smear of life,
I carry no regrets, not every navigation device is 
technical, correct, but the glass still works for me.

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