by Roger "Hoagie" Hogan

The kaleidoscope turns, shifting
Colors rearranging, Patterns changing
Blurring sight, the splinters of Psyche
Spin and Shift and Change
Yet unchanging forever the same
The scope does revolve
Shattering resolve

Frayed and shabby from long abuse
Now in a closet, a forgotten recluse
The kaleidoscope lies buried
Away out of sight, away from the light
The kaleidoscope decays in the dark of night!

R Hogan