Kaleidoscope
Shifting, drifting, colors and shapes
my truths, my prose, my charming scapes
my run-a-way shadows on solid ground
rising and drifting as to heavenly bound
dressed in rainbow colors and harlequin suits
playing on a lazy cloud on dreamy flutes
rising with the upper air and falling with the rain
suspended above all and to where cherubims lain
drinking in the helium and the heavy waters
dancing with the truth and deceptive daughters
calling aeroplanes in the name of iron birds
throwing the real away with abstract words
finding new homes for the firmly entrenched
tightening them up with a quixotic wrench
shifting colors in the maze of the kaleidoscope
my life of ups and downs and persistent hope
of the abstract staying within its rigid confines
and my telling of a story as my spirit shines
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