Circumventing Trails Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

This mind circumvents trails of yesterday so I will not feel
the pain of it.

Likewise, consciously avoiding every opportunity to look back
upon it, preferring to savor the minutes of this hour.

Willfully sandbagging my subconscious to alleviate any stress
that slips my way.

Traveling inner highways of illogical reasoning, carrying on
the search for peace.

Stranded in hopeless decay, lost upon abilities hiding deeply
within, pondering many messages listened to and filed
away.

Where are the tranquil homilies, awaiting replies? Still
beneath tides of dirty rivers, floating towards the bay of
lost islands, captivating the wanton disregard of sleepless
nights once known in graveyard's tombs.