When the bats fly up in the sky,there will come a new realm for you and I.We can flee this place with black-feathered wings.Far from this world of human suffering.A portal so dark will deliver us from the light.Forever we will dwell in eternal night.We will walk safely under the moon,as we rejoice in eternal … Continue reading When the Bats Fly: Robert St. Germain
Winter of Winnipeg: Richard Bartos
The weather that is bestowed upon us,so for, if extrapolated will make it,Appear that the season is a true bonus,and we can infer hopefully warm transitOf the elements in this processing timewhereby more can be accomplished with it,As will be seen by resulting happy chimes,And then taken rewardingly profitTo let the returns come back to … Continue reading Winter of Winnipeg: Richard Bartos
Thirteen: Randy James Hoffman
Will weep with angels when you leavePicture perfect prayers rising to meet heavenWill Heaven then smile and say"Ah yes granted"Gust of wind and starsArt to calm the soulSorrow no moreRainbow-being in the mistKissing us with passionProper names droppedFor new and radiant nomenclature'Cause I feel like weeping for joyFeel like reaping the benefits of all those … Continue reading Thirteen: Randy James Hoffman
Lost Time: Marjolaine Brodeur
Though many sayIt is soI say noThere is a wayTime cannot be lostThe seasonsAnd reasonsAs it is crossedAre as certainTo be passedAnd to lastBeyond drawn curtain
Clouds of Purple Thistle: Kelvin Iris
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
We’ve Been Down This Road: John Oross
Early in the morningNot sure where you’ve beenDrinking yourself to oblivion.To forget the pain within.It’s a rough road.When your love goes cold.No use in pretendingThis story is old. We’ve been down,Down, down, down…We’ve been down this road. Every night you’re drinking,Hoping to forget your plight.Holding onto good times,Trying to make things right.But in the end;You … Continue reading We’ve Been Down This Road: John Oross
Eternal Rain: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love The woman of a kaleidoscope mindRespect for colour and changeGrabbing at straws as a means of handing out flowersA countenance like the sunA smile like a seasonTruth beams into your eyesShe goes unseen because her light is everywhereA friend to even those she hatesHatred truly felt like … Continue reading Eternal Rain: James Adamson
Humanist Furniture: Spencer Elliot Carr
In Intro Psychologythere was a chairI was convincedbelonged to theHumanist Carl Rogersit was a friendly chairplasticorangecomfortingI turned itto face meas I sat inthe front rowlistening to theProfessor recitinghis powerpointsthe culmination ofmy delusionsmy first yearthere that dayI walked toHealth Sciencesstereotypically talkingto no one Iwas welcomedwith open armsto PsycHealthin the days thatfollowed was mybirthday
Tactical Data: Cassandra Kulay
If the world rests on a butterfly's wingsand there is some way to arrange thekaleidoscope of being, there may be a wayto interpret the chaos, even a god to ruleus, just as scientific discoveries battledisease and examine the method to themadness, even of allowing the soul to heal.What if junk DNA gave us super-powers,a puzzle … Continue reading Tactical Data: Cassandra Kulay
It Could be Dull: Betty Carmichael
Every night I sit alone noises are heard. Oh! But how my nerves jump. Pattering of persons feet pass my living-room window and the rumble sound of the window itself jumping because of it not being secured wholly. The rustle of wind in the trees outside, the old apartment block, add to the creaking sounds … Continue reading It Could be Dull: Betty Carmichael
kaleidoscopeonline.ca 