Delight Of Interesting Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enticing melodies, bringing my mind back to yesterday when
I had the simplicity of meaning hidden deeply within.

Forging into the night, blinded by darkness of an eerie
haunting memory, not expected to stick around for very long.

Being rejuvenated by a little nap, snuck between lines of
this poem, mind sharpened and awakened by delights of inter-
esting thoughts, tilting this way and that like an arcade game.

Enjoying and laughing along with feelings, tickling within,
realizing the reality of being real, wanting to focus instead
on the imagination of being through intellect.

Instrumental in writing many poems always putting them down
in poetry journals, fiercely living through interpretative
memories and images, surrounding me with an energetic timing
of enticement.

Alluring and tempting to an inward spiraling of interior
spirituality, never ceasing to be admonished by the outside
world to try being serious more often.

Little do they know the truth of what I am thinking, because
they have never read my poetry.