interference patterns…

by just looking
at it
one might
draw
some
negative conclusions
for
the case
is
well worn
it’s
wooden shell
shows
its age
and
how
hard
it’s been
handled
over the years
some parts
are
tarnished
resembling
the color
of
gray hair
other parts
are
dented
and
i doubt
work
anymore
but
when you look
inside
it still maintains
its
youthful beauty
my old
kaleidoscope

 

it was all the rage…

i’ve forgotten
what was so
important
yesterday
and
the day before
seems
as if
my priorities
are
written
on beach sand
what i
perceived
as beauty
has
also changed
or
perhaps
it was never
my
idea
of beauty
but
some
marketing department’s
campaign
for products
found
on aisle 3
it really
doesn’t matter
so much now
for
i’ve come to realize
that
true beauty
is
self–defined
it’s found
in a lover’s eyes
a child’s
gentle smile
a hand
willing
to hold on tights
when fear pulls
on you beliefs
such
things
are constants
tho
in
reality
constants
do change
but
the change
is reciprocal
to
your changes