Photo by Reza Madani on Unsplash Shut The DoorCrowds in my coffeewearing out welcome,globularcurdling, who will rid me of this pestilent thrum,just give me a lock-downsign of a plague,instead of resistance instead of a caveI drank every dropof this manic craze. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Originally posted for #PoetsOfDoom at @pvcannon.bsky.social

Image: 'The Scream' by Edvard Munch, 1893, found on pinterest.com.au Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) the rose bush fights backdigging becomes attritionpruning is uselesstrenches varicose the worlda hell of a hand basket Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

At dVerse Sanaa is hosting poetics with an invitation to write an Ekphrastic poem using one of five of John Atkinson Grimshaw's paintings. dVerse Poets- Poetics - Through The Eyes Of John Atkinson Grimshaw Image: Silvery Moonlight (1836-1893), John Atkinson Grimshaw, public domain. OpenNow closed againthe gate he opened earlierwhere we flew together that garden path like…

For Tanka Thursday Poetry Challenge No. 84, Feelings/end or Beginnings, Willow invites us this week, depending on where you live, I would like you to write a Sijo on what you are thinking or feeling or expecting as the season progresses. Are you looking forward or backwards? Are you happy or sad… we can’t stop the circle of seasons or time, so let’s honestly embrace it.

At dVerse Frank is hosting Haibun Monday with an invitation to write about vision. dVerse Poets - Haibun - Vision Photo: Boranup Forest, Karri trees in the afternoon sun, January 2017. Seeing The Light Not all that is seen is understood, not all that is understood is seen. Surely this is the human condition? It certainly has been my journey. It might well be rephrased as - what have I perceived, imagined, hoped for? 

Photo: taken along the south coast trail, Augusta, September 3, 2026 Spring Into LifeWinter here is so mild byother comparisons,of course one adaptsso the cold is cold enoughbut not enough tovernalise those importednorthern bulbssure, they rest and sproutmostly too soon,whereas I’ve takenmy chill and I feel hopeful. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Image by Brian Merrill from Pixabay The Manic ThrumCrowds in my coffeewearing out welcome,globularcurdling, who will rid me of this pestilent thrum,just give me a lock-downsign of a plague,instead of resistance instead of a caveI drank every dropof this manic craze. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️ Originally posted for #PoetsOfDoom - #Crowds @pvcannon.bsky.social

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Open Link Night (with Saturday Live) the night we choose a poem to post. To discover the link for Saturday Live follow the link below: dVerse Poets - OLN (Saturday Live) Art: Roman Campagn by Thomas Cole found at wikiart.org The original prose is an except from Winston Churchill's famous speech to parliament on June 4, 1940.

Photo by Filipp Romanovski on Unsplash Is that why it's called trigger point?Kneading my left calf I winced, she matter of factlythrew me with -that's the mother side,I’m not sure why I felt surprised because in truth I sort of knew it, yet while my body balancedit took days to processthe flood of raw neglect and painit seems obvious nowthat I can be nakedto the worldand to myself. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about pilgrimage, not necessarily religious, not necessarily long hikes, but rather to focus on the walk itself, why did we go, did anything change for us? dVerse Poets - Poetics - Pilgrimage, revisiting your journey

For Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 83, Celebrating The First Day Of Autumn, our special guest presenter Eugi (from Poesy Perspectives) has invited us to have a double celebration of the first day of autumn, the Harvest Moon, and what makes this time of the year special. This unique Moon falls on Sept. 26, 2026, and is the closest moon to the September equinox.

At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille (44 words sans title) with an invitation to write a poem that includes some form of the word hum. dVerse Poets - Quadrille - Ho-hum, it's time to Poem Photo by Tim Marshall on Unsplash We AreHumus not granity,though by frit of agesa resonant humsoft bed for the sacred…

Photo - abc.net.au Form: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7) cosmic water signbeware the sting in the taildepth and pleasure yesbetrayal would be an endlet’s not talk about weaknesses Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Image: ar.inspiredpencil.com Old FriendsChildren’s bookspine sticking out, noted and immediately forgotten as my mindfollows a trail of twilight nightssummer delights games and parties,goodnight kisses,before checking under the bed foranything that might writhe or bite,I set them freequite early but lately I miss those monsters. Copyright 2026 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

... Or I'll wander among the weeds · wondering how / we've fallen so far · so fast into this abyss / of soul skewering · with our stiletto kindnesses.