Human Kaleidoscope

  

The moisture covering

            The window to the world

Are the tears in my eyes

            Clouding my vision.

To wipe them away

            Would be a mistake

For they make the colors

            Of the human race

Look like a kaleidoscope of love

            In childhood rhymes.

 

The only colors I ever see

            Through a clean dry pane

Are flashing reds and blues

            Following crimson concrete

From races always colliding

            To run one another over.

These sidewalks were once

            A path to heaven’s gate

Have become graffiti time

            For the devil’s artwork.

 

So I will let the tears

            Flow like wine

Down the window

To my soul

And pray that like

            A good wine

Peace and understanding

Gets better with age

When everyone realizes

            We all grow from

The same vine.

 

Reviews

[Ladysue]

This is magnificent Dale!I Favorite stanza....
The window to the world
Are the tears in my eyes
Clouding my vision.
To wipe them away
Would be a mistake
For they make the colors
Of the human race
Look like a kaleidoscope of love
In childhood rhymes.

I absolutely love that stanza...A great piece of writing!!!!

[Helen Woodward]

How beautiful this is Dale, a myriad of flowing prose that hits the right spot. It is so true, I wish that everyone could see what you see through tears of hope for a better future. We do all grow from the sane...er...same vine!! There is too much getting and not enough giving. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Cheers,
Helen :-)

[Rhine Wolf]

Wow!!! really deep and moving,

"The only colors I ever see
Through a clean dry pane
Are flashing reds and blues
Following crimson concrete
From races always colliding
To run one another over.
These sidewalks were once
A path to heaven's gate
Have become graffiti time
For the devil's artwork."

for me this summed up life really well. loved the poem, the flow, and the content and the way it was structured.

Blessed be,
Fallon

[---]

There are plenty of great poets on this site, but you are one of the greatest!

The moisture covering
The window to the world
Are the tears in my eyes
Clouding my vision.
To wipe them away
Would be a mistake
For they make the colors
Of the human race
Look like a kaleidoscope of love
In childhood rhymes.

This is my favorite stanza because of the imagery. A kaleidoscope is always so interesting to look through, and I can see your point. You make it clear how the world is comprised of so many people, which is also shown in the end that we all come from the same place. (Or at least that's how I see it...haha)

Great job!

~Phoenix~

[Ralphy]

Unlike your other readers, I like your opening stanza. It rivals me to see the world as it twirls around me. Although all the same, they can't seem to notice for their attention to detail is lost in the avenue of who is in control. The shock and awe of the images and colors are mangled into pride instead of compassion�nice write Dale

[Haruki]

This is all so true and put down in verses in a wonderfully succinct manner, impressing the reader with the subtle imagery and rhythm. Well done!

[Winter McPherson]

I love this Dale...
The tears letting you see the beautiful colors instead of the ugly ones of -

"flashing reds and blues

Following crimson concrete

From races always colliding

To run one another over."

Very cool.....

Another excellent write!

[Lauren Beth]

Wow, this is a great piece....such emotion and so deep. I really like the idea of the kaleidoscope....your tears blurring you from seeing the harsh, hateful truth of the world. I especially love the last stanza...its so beautiful and yet so sorrowful at the same time...Amazing write!

[~Mariposa Una Lila~]

Excellent darling! Loved this one very much!
Mariposa Una Lila

[Wildfleour]

Sing it, Dale!!!!!!!!

Your last few lines says it all and I couldn't agree more.

I also love your use of color and the word kaleidoscope, for some reason, always seems joyful to me.