Afternoon Foray Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Afternoon Foray



Technically thinking of an electronic book of poetry,
harmonizing it within my mind, translating notes to
words, an important aspect, that fulfills my mind's
curiosity.

Wordlessly excellent, flowing entirely through me,
blending with melodies of awesome tranquility and
timeless spaces of access, spinning and rewording
puzzling rhythms on an afternoon foray.

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