A Solo Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythmically flowing across pages of my heart, telling
all about myself as I immerse myself in the past.
Relating experiences and thoughts - taking ideals and
pictures forming constantly to the rhythm of my soul,
developing them from within thousands of pens on paper.
Always on my mind, words pound ivories inside sub-
consciously freeing words so they can enter realms of
conscious imagination without hesitation.
Soothing hearts, coaxing tears into existence, flowing
downhill with past rivers and floods of sadness,
bringing hope to alight upon future shores bereft of
everything and everyone but self.
A solo being, playing my part in all the world as a
person of literal disposal.