Dissonance

Photo: found on pinterest.com Historically the sewing of one’s lips is a response to institutional silencing and abuse, other contexts include gender silencing, poverty, being denied agency …. In some cases it is done to people as violent threat and punishment. A Stitch In TimeThe needle marks are in your lipsbut the thread is deeper than that wrapping itself around the vagus,though not yet…

Photo by Klim Musalimov on Unsplash Not YetWe can flick a switchon or off,light can be manufacturedwe've been doing thatfor millenniabut darknesswell we can’t manufacture thatthe stars forbid it,we can only dispel it even contrive it,but there is no turning it on,not yet. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

At dVerse Punam is hosting Open Link Night – the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets – OLN Image by Alexander Fink from Pixabay TogetherImportant as it is it wasn’t the complexity of love alone that won the dayor your beautywhich caused nations of minds to clamour for yourattention and of course mine,nor was it your kindnesswhich is legendary beyond even my reckoningempathy your…

Photo: (the great) Christopher Lee and Melissa Stribling – Dracula, 1958 from fineartamerica.com Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) you look so pale deardid my ivories graze youyou look very tiredI have completely drained youcome, lie in my narrow bed Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Originally posted at @pvcannon.bsky.social for #TankaThursday – Twilight

At dVerse Dora is hosting Poetics with an invitation to either 1. use a line from the Victorian rhyme, or 2. riff off the rhyme, which is – Something old, something newSomething borrowed, something blueAnd a sixpence in her shoe. dVerse – Poetics – Something Borrowed, Something Blue Tonight I’m riffing! Photo: found on pinterest.com Freudian BluesThere’s a mongoose in my bustleI feel him…

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. Image by NoName_13 from Pixabay Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) sunflower wanderedsummer’s dandelion fieldsbright…

At dVerse Li is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to write a poem including some form of the word horn. dVer Poets – Quadrille – Toot, Toot Photo: from rollingstone.com – the great Miles Davis I'm Down With ThatButtery smooth back archedfingers softly teasingvalves and slides,sublime scaledown the spinegroove that feeling,high hat counter bass seductionthe room…

Photo: found on pinterest.com – a bucket of petal confetti. Pieces Five hundred piecesno doubloons, shiny hopes with holeslike pay day,truth piratesto tell a story ispin the tale one jig in the saw,at least watch me tryto put it all together,not all eyewitnesses are liars, surelysomeone canhear my dissonantsubjectivity and hold it as one bucketof confetti for a truth? Copyright 2026 ©️Paul…

Photo: vicflora.rbg.vic.gov.au The southern blue gum leaf is considered the longest eucalypt leaf in Australia at 150 – 300 mm long. Fate Of The Rain Droplong waxy impenetrable leaves,grey green southern blue gumsbathed in rain,drops clinging ontheir narrow tipsshaking in the wind,I watch with baitedbreath waiting tosee if they holdor fall to the ground,my mood connectedinextricably. Copyright…

Photo by Fotos on Unsplash Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) my raw emotionsleave me jangled as the closeddoor opens tensionyour departure unresolvedI’m on edge this tightrope day Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Photo: found at cleanhomeexpert.co.uk Full VacAsh grey show and tellfrom the vac gutsall hair, grit and dusta blend of detritusno way of telling its provenance nowYears of perceptionchoking the filterif I shake my head will it all fall out into the bin and give me clarity? Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Photo by Yoksel 🌿 Zok on Unsplash Micro MomentAir hangs like velvetover feathery grasssingle dew drop suspended, and here I amtouching the whole fabric of the universe. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

For Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 66, Exploring Haiku, Melissa has invited us to write haiku that are a little edgy, a little offbeat. We can even call them “micropoetry” if need be. You don’t need to use a kigo. Have fun. Experiment.  Form: Haiku (5-7-5) Three Haiku showered, clean shirt onroast lamb with herbs and gravygravy not on plateimpulsivity oh what a superb bargainI’ll take it…

At dVerse Frank is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write with memorial in mind. dVerse Poets – Haibun – Remembrance Photo: historic-uk.com Winning At Death The water passes by but once, only the granite remains, for now. Much like the scars of history, water will wear its path through the granite over time. I wonder as I watch water’s descent, do either of these two elements remember…

Image by StockSnap from Pixabay Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) then I didn’t knowonly after she departedone weekend in termfirst class on monday morningI felt lost, empty, aching Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Originally posted for #TankaThursday at @pvcannon.bsky.social

Video taken at Lesmurdie Brook in the Mundy Park reserve. OpenAlone sitting on winter granitedamp and cold seepingthrough denim,creek gurgling crystal ripplesunder respite sun,the quality of quietcannot be spokenonly soaked,I am fully openedIn this spaceall manner of thingscome and go. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Image by Валерия Шарагина from Pixabay Mind PlayWhen light softensnot quite dark,though that will come,sufficient nowto see her silhouette and remember. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️