Past And Future [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

I'm thoroughly miserable returning to a black
sitting room; the black fireplace & dark glass-
top table, the dark beige and brown couch, &
bland windows sans bead strings, the boring
curtains, the wooden old school-desk with a
threadbare carpet - and then I see

My collection of crystal, fairies and mermaids
hidden in the corner, shiny pearls and candle-
sticks, & the wonder of their beauty is bigger
than ever; I stare transfixed - that bare black
outline of the wine-rack and useless fireplace
utensils forms a most perfect background for

My transparent treasures; the pink flowers,
all together in my bedroom corner, are a
delight for the eye - joy is condensed in one
quick burst of elated creation - with this I can
make it and plan a new beginning, colouring
my world with reflected rainbows in crystal

Perspectives filling the present moment with
past and future ornaments…