Gentle cloudsOf soft spheresCovered with fur linesSlightly bentDancing on the whisper of a breezeFur cloudsOf the purple thistleHaving the sweetest of scentsWhen blossomingProtected by the sharpest of thorn daggerSwinging highDancing low
Category: Iris, Kelvin
An Afternoon in February 2018: Kelvin Iris
Clouds of grey Hiding the brightness Of sun Turning it white Nighttime bright moon Against twilight Hidden by city light A day’s work Exhausted Quiet Gentle ‘60’s jazz To rest at ease
The Old Windmill: Kelvin Iris
His body like an old windmill creaking and groaning in the wash of the wind Made of hand hewed wood and iron nail hammered after glowing red in the bellow heated coals of the blacksmith forge it is a beacon for the weary and worn. His heart like the teasing breeze filling the four tightly … Continue reading The Old Windmill: Kelvin Iris
Mom: Kelvin Iris
Joyful A delightful dawn Chorus of sparrows You were filling with fine food Your children’s eager hunger You gave me music lessons You made me practice an hour every day My teacher taught me well The music I played Honoured you My teacher And honest humble neighbours Who talked to you You inspired in me … Continue reading Mom: Kelvin Iris
Drug Nightmare By Kelvin Iris
Relaxed, too relaxed Nerves like electricity Sound of steel banging Break a plate Shattered nerves
Industry Nightmare By Kelvin Iris
Distant future Revealed by a dream Oceans Hidden by industry Tower Reaching to the skies A red sun with emotional Electric waves To keep everyone In lukewarm feelings Save humanity Let them feel the Heavenly ocean breeze Know passion and love For the creator’s delight
Winnipeg in January 2016: By Kelvin Iris
On a warm spring-like winter day in January twenty-sixteen, I saw eagles. There were four circling tightly above the bell-tower of Knox United Church. They glided above what were four gothic corner spikes. One had been struck down by lightning in twenty- ten. Corner to corner they curved their flight barely stirring their feathers, but … Continue reading Winnipeg in January 2016: By Kelvin Iris
Intellectual Merry-Go-Round: Kelvin Iris
Intellectual merry-go-round
Spinning deliriously
In my mind
How I hated you
In my
The Sparrow Parliament: Kelvin Iris
The joy of the sparrows
As they sang in their parliament
A sawed off tree was the seat
Of their chirping counsel
While the others were
I Gaze: Kelvin Iris
Knox United Church Sharp. Carved. Stone. Softened by grey rain Cloaking her vision A soft grey sky Tinted Yellow Blue Purple Dropping the veil Of distilled water The blue and Turquoise Roof, silver roof glistens with a natural baptism
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