Bluest Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Bluest Memories
Pounding rhythms vibrating my soul with fervor and joy.
Slicing into dreams of future horizons with bluest
memories tearing in my eyes, pulling me into a reverie,
thinking backwards in time.
Sighing with comfort, easing myself into a reclining
chair so I may relax in the arms of bluest memories
while being immersed in tear-filled ideas, abounding
in the universe eternal.
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