Maddening Reflections

Poem By RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out windows, reflecting the room back at me is
disconcerting.

Expecting to see the out of doors when looking out,
instead, seeing fluorescent lights shining back at me!

Trying to see what is outside this room, I look and see
the wall that is behind me!

Reflections can be maddening sometimes, as I recall, but
when shutting the lights off, it all resorts back to the
way it is to be.

Comments about Maddening Reflections

That's part of it RoseAnn. What if someone's watching your reflection and thinking, 'does she know? '


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