In the leaves changing

some people see

only the winter

about to haunt their lives

in the autumn storm

some people hear

only the change

that will soon fill their home with cold

in the rapidly shortening days

some people feel

only the melancholy

of depression

that always comes to…



What is out there beyond the couch

beyond the babbling of the television

what treasure might be found

if we started searching

beyond what we already know

how can we learn

if we are content in the warm bath of what we want to be true

how can we grow



If my eyes are focused on the darkness

will I ever see the light

above me

if my head is swimming in the trivial

will I ever find room for truth

inside me

if my heart is full of fear

will I ever find the courage to love

those around…



Serenaded by bird calls

and the song of letters

we linger

in the jungle of adventure

tangled in the words

twisting like the vines

silhouetted in the sunrise

exploding before our eyes


we are hopelessly lost

according to the world

living without hope

we went missing

according to the…



Kelvin Bueckert

Kelvin Bueckert

Lives and writes on the plains of Manitoba, Canada…he is an actor, writer, and has also been known to peddle books on his website…