Disappearing From Sight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Leafless patterns, gathering above in my line of sight,
opening up, allowing me to see a cessna flying across
the skyway of my mind.

Broken-hearted, jagged, heart deteriorates beyond my
vision, barely holding it's own in forms of
contemplation.

Seizing every opportunity to become airborne, hanging
upside down from a cloud in imagination.

Freely aligning with edges of twilight so I may disappear
from everyone's sight, no longer a threat to anyone, in
spite of what they might think.

Racing away on skates of bewilderment, trying to placate
some interior emotion and placing it beneath coverlets of
death's dying thoughts at last.