kaleidoscope

By missanthropic

most never see past
that wall of windows-
which keeps me isolated from the world.
these prime panels painted upon
with swirling patterns of waxy film,
random panes of glass covered by newspaper,
some stained with beautiful colors,
boards of rotting wood nailed to the frame,
the frantic and feeble attempts at reinforcement
that secure nothing...termite provisions.

i stand here in perfect stillness behind the fragile sheets,
just above the brick on the floor,
bare feet bound and bordered by bits
of brittle barriers broken long ago.
tiny fissures splintering in all directions,
the consequence of life's sticks and stones

from time to time, a shadow catches my eye
or the menacing crackle of twigs
unable to silently bear the weight of intrusion.
my attention becomes unfocused, crouched low
slowly shifting the windows to my soul
left...blink
then right...blink...blink
and left again,
as his shadow grows, the tresspasser draws nearer,
inspecting, searching, watching....
take warning - those tiny shards barely clinging to the inlay
will slice the innocence from your brow
leaving you, bleeding and dirty faced,
penance for pressing your presence upon my person

your quick glances and darting eyes are fooled
by self reflections - irregular and therefore unflattering
though there be this translucent partition between us,
your vision remains opaque, weak and
muddled by the cataracts of society
at present, you are incapable of peering into
this porthole to my soul,
so expertly sealed and concealed,
but perhaps, one day your mind's eye
will recognize my secret skylight-
molded together from tiny
unrelated molecules of sand,
heated by Hephestus,
delicately designed, and waiting to be shattered
into something new...
refracted visions
of a broken life in need of adornment

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Copyright 2004 missanthropic
Published on Thursday, August 19, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Kinkypoptart On Tuesday, April 26, 2005, Kinkypoptart (555)By person wrote:

    missanthropic... great word. Love the title, long poem, but love the poem as well. Great write ~*~Tart~*~

  • Solace On Monday, September 6, 2004, Solace (1065)By person wrote:

    Oh dear god hold still my aching heart, the end of the third stanza is heaven...This was truly goddamned brilliant, all smiles and frowns...

  • girlafraid On Saturday, August 28, 2004, girlafraid (479)By person wrote:

    your quick glances and darting eyes are fooled by self reflections-what a powerful line...this made me think of seeing ghosts out of the corner of my eye...yet feeling incredibly alone...love your work, if i haven't already said that a million times...

  • Recycled On Saturday, August 21, 2004, Recycled (93)By person wrote:

    I like you. You have a unique style I can't get enough of.

  • Lynaes On Friday, August 20, 2004, Lynaes (854)By person wrote:

    I love this.. a very unique take, you kept me captivated the whole way through. I love "most never see past that wall of windows- which keeps me isolated from the world." that's something a lot, including myself can relate to. Awesome work.

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