Tagged: kaleidoscope

in the history

in the history
of responding to
acts of division,
the go-to responses
were to draw the
curtains or take to
the streets. perhaps
there is a
kaleidoscope of
choices, waiting
for us to rotate,
reflect, come
together, and
conjure them
into place
.
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there are moments when

there are moments when
it will be worth it hidden
inside moments that

are not – it takes some kind of
kaleidoscope to see through
.
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into the open

into the open
kaleidoscope that is dreaming,
there is no filter,

only indistinguishable
shards, jockeying for position
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: jockeying

days before the new

days before the new
year, old
memories stumble
upon even older
memories, overlap,
wrinkle, uninvited.
between resisting
and not resisting
is the acceptance
that they will arise
fewer and farther
between in the
years to come.
let them
kaleidoscope in
remembrance of us
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: remembrance

day 438,

day 438,
marriage looks like you looking
at me looking at

you – across the room, some kind of
kaleidoscopic camouflage
.
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our childhood backyards

our childhood backyards
present a kaleidoscope of
possibilities –

we are as lucky as we
imagine ourselves to be
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: kaleidoscope

i have broken

i have broken
myself down to
simple mathematics,
the sides and moments
are numbered
, moods
worn, meanings
clustered into
formulaic outcomes.
even so, there are
familiar pieces still
tricky to define –
take, for example,
this kaleidoscopic
loneliness
.
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that kaleidoscopic

that kaleidoscopic
gaze
turns me
into a child
with a color
by number
assignment
of an ice cream
sundae and
all the works –
when getting
it right the
first time
means
the promise of
a second time
.
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20080320

on the first day of Spring, the sky
was busy covering the blue
banners with kisses, obscuring
the text with billowy lips
of honeydew sugar. the tenor
wind rose and faltered like
a heaving uncle letting go
of eight years of regret, knocking
over the paperweight
with a purposeful swipe.
on the first day of Spring, from way
above, twenty stories
into March, you made
a stack of clean borderless
sheets and pushed them right
out the opened window
to test our new beginning
.
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the first breath of Spring
arrived today on our front
door steps. someone wrote
to say he was coming, but
we hardly expected to see
this young child
pulling on a lever
attached to a kaleidoscopic
pressure machine
cheerfully tipping it into
the greatest number
of colliding mirrors
.
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