Kaleidoscope Designs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Clear, thick refrigerator glass windows, reflecting
kaleidoscopic designs from an inner room.

Moving slowly, back and forth, watching them change
shape and color, being quietly fascinated by the
image.

Profound recollections pour from memory's storerooms,
spreading a thin eerie layer of misconception.

Wavering, feeling caught, images slide sideways and
then stop.

Cannot remember what they were, yet gently asking,
allows them to come silently back to be seen.

Standing back, viewing them hesitantly, afraid of
what may happen.

Fear becomes a kaleidoscope as it changes colors,
shapes and forms, no longer so interesting or
beautiful.

Icy cold reaches within, running away from it,
knowing that it shouldn't.

Finally pressed way deep down inside, fear hurts a
moment before it hides in a steel box.

Once fear couldn't touch or hurt because it was not
recognized.

Now it hurts because it can finally be touched by
the finger of it's mind.