Short Kaleidoscopes Poems
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You overwhelm me
Warm like the sun
But also like gravity.
My last view of you
Kaleidoscopes.
A brilliant new galaxy.
We stood there and watched
Kaleidoscopes of colors
Shadows curling from the wall
Thunder booms windows shake
A still moment of tense silence
Written May 13, 2026
Airy Breath Creating Dazzling Etches Forming Gay Hues In Juxtaposed Kaleidoscopes Leaving Mesmerizing Neostylistic Outstanding Pictures Quiescently Reposed Seemingly Tethered Undisturbed Variations, Weildy, Xenogenetic, Yet Zedoary
Vastly colorful,
orange, purple, red, yellow
beautiful kaleidoscopes
leaves waves in the winds
pictures vast array beauty
autumns and falls color trees
10/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
If our high hopes
and a rainbow’s slopes
collide,
wide scopes of kaleidoscopes
raining
bold, forgotten designs
upon old, cotton twines
we’re staining
still bind the gentle mind,
after all this while, to
tie-dye’s sentimental style.
E. V. Wyler
sunlight pours
through the trees -
I stand to watch
as light kaleidoscopes
through branches,
filtered through leaves
a cloudless sky
mirrors
my unfogged mind
I see -
one of those rare days
where I glide
through life’s medium,
inured to the passing of time
In my bed,
I'm lost.
eyes to another universe
where kaleidoscopes
collide in hopes
of creating bliss.
my spirits blurred.
my heart drained.
happy
but lost.
sad
and lost.
The Midnight Birds
chirp to the screeching
of my mind losing itself.
And I have lost.
Imaginations
When Darkness falls
With its thick walls
When the air’s quiet
Din taken to flight;
A stir is in my head
I’m ever alert instead
With ideas of rhyme
Eating all my time.
When quiet an’ gloom
Fills my mental room
Kaleidoscopes flash
None away can bash!
07th Oct’ 2013
Reflections on a window
Likened images that mirror the yawning morn
Etched in solitude
Always shifting at the hands of time
Perpetually racing the suns arc
Painting chaotic kaleidoscopes at its zenith
To peeling away layers at dusk
Where upon a silhouette of moon beams
That dances in silence
Along its inflected soul
"The Ghosts of All Those Lost Tomorrows"
voiceless Munch seen laughing
when all the ghosts of those lost tomorrows
come stampeding into dreams
like a forewarning, carrying the colours
of their ever changing empathy
jokes
seen through
kaleidoscopes
of dead others
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Colourful pebbles strewn...
They all simply washed away
Afore I could turn back
Around everything was gone
Starring across the dark
Emerald waters silent tides
No words needed be spoken
Having lived long enough to
Know that that's just the way
It is taking a deep breath
A sigh not from pain smiling
Nothing, really lost I believe
One step closer; dreams bleed.
Onion skin pages and empty windows
Repel us as much as attract—
Possess brief images locked fast in place—
Memory melded in faded photographs of thought.
We are things we once were—
Frozen kaleidoscopes of dreams
Cupping eyes and pens so tightly,
Casting free flaxseeds of imagination.
Still, sepia leaves seem white-boned
And open windows let in absences.
Onion skin pages and empty windows
Repel us as much as attract—
Possess brief images locked fast in place—
Memory melded in faded photographs of thought.
We are things we once were—
Frozen kaleidoscopes of dreams
Cupping eyes and pens so tightly,
Casting free flaxseeds of imagination.
Still, sepia leaves seem white-boned
And open windows let in absences.
Open your eyes to the void
Waves of blinding light arise
Wild untold stories unfold
Just over the billionth mile
Beyond the ecliptic hemisphere
North of the heavenly equator
Elliptical orbs stream out of sight
In time life will come to order
Kaleidoscopes turn in on themselves
Focus their attention on unborn stars
Colors were born when God began
Just over there without question
kites
k i s s
kaleidoscopes
13 July 2021
'In Just A Few Words 2' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
1st Place
All across an area
Of poising purple peonies
She's silently secretly stalking
beautiful butterflies betrothed bright blue
Wishing with wonder what wagers would want
From ferociously fluttering fabulous faces
Casting closely to colored camouflaging kaleidoscopes
Until the usually utterly untrustworthy upon the unfortunate
Lands lightly on lips, laminating labyrinths
extreme exultations explode.
Kaleidoscopes Leaves---
soon the leaves will turn
turn unto burn, brown orange
there’ll be some yellows
be some reds, purples
and also some tans and blacks
all this for reason
withered fold falls test
tis the time changing seasons
soon the leaves will turn
soon the leaves will fall
summer falls turns autumn now
kaleidoscopes leaves
09/09/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
An ember sparks. Two. Three
A whirlwind of flames surround me
Icy sagacity yields to the ravenous blaze
My heart falls
Betraying me
A flash. A face.
Slim, sharp, and angular. Perfectly imperfect
Twin kaleidoscopes ensnare my gaze
What color are they? Blue? Green? Both?
Silken strands of gilded bronze flow beneath my fingertips
Euphoria
Unspeakable bliss wars with disbelief
Black
Light shines behind my lids
I wake
Quaint bells of symphony,
swelling over
vast corridors of the mind
filming scenes from remote past
in kaleidoscopes of living colour
strumming..
with virtuosic intensity
on mind's tormented strings
reincarnating
exorcised demons
undressing
raw putrefying wounds
rusty hinges creaking noisily as
grating shovels on ice
skelenton closet swings eerily open
creatures baring hideous teeth
lay siege on my sanity
and haunt my sleep.
free with purpose
by Michelle Morris
13/08/2021
the rain came down
cleared the road of debris
minds unmasked
secrets stripped clean
hidden compartments
labyrinths in time
chosen with emotion
no reason or rhyme
the sun came up
sparking raindrops and rainbows
minds filled with kaleidoscopes
of memories and paintings
free with purpose
focus and joy
loving the moments
spiritual heights employed
© Michelle Morris, 2021
Chartruese hues surrounding wide eyes,
catching glimpses of Kaleidoscopes
while the rain smears
what's left of handprints.
I stood there, intoxicated
Which was cut short by the blow
to my lower abdomen
ten minutes prior.
Damn, heart's hurling false feelings
that we deem reality
because of inexperience
in such matters.
Failed to harden my organ though
although i wished it had.
on the other hand
i am grateful for the experience.
Colours
(Inspired by the recent race related shootings in America)
I'm in red
You're in blue
I'm 'lady in red'
You're 'boy in blue'
We're a myriad of kaleidoscopes
But colour does not define us
Tomorrow I think pink
You'll be in purple
I'm me
And you're you
Who's in black and who's in white
Colour does not define us
I'll dye my hair blue
You'll wear green lenses
I'm still me
You're still you
Colour does not define us
Music has a special taste
feelings lost in sound
Touching heard across the room
vision by the pound
References left unto themselves
choir boys in tune
Trading what they never had
tribute to the loon
One last chance to make the grade
masks come flying off
Darwin leaving Born in chains
climbing through the moss
Menageries have come and gone
kaleidoscopes diffused
Nomenclature chameleons
—confounded and bemused
(The New Room: January, 2023)
Swirls ,twirls. kaleidoscopes of color
Dreams and schemes the whole night long
Ideas unleashed, boundaries unknown
The winds of frenzy blow so strong..
Keep turning the wheel..yet one more time
My kaleidoscope gives another scene
Seeds of insanity.. tumbling shades of red
Looking and looking .. what can it mean
Hoping that reality does not preclude
The kaleidoscope of dreams I view
The madness masked in deepest sleep
Turn to brilliance? I wish I knew...
Friendship
Friendship
Smiles and embraces
The great and the small
With
Laughter
Like a close companion
Through cold whims of winter
Sends
Compassion
With arms open to catch
Tears shed like spring rains
Spreads
Joy
Spinning like autumn kaleidoscopes
Life’s story shared
By
Understanding
Hearts ‘round a bonfire on summer nights
Delighting in the paths of shooting stars
And
In ev'ry season always points up
To new views
Of the brightest North Star