Elliptical Joy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Creative rhetoric spreading itself within, sliding into empty spaces where it will ripen, age and become tomorrow's poetry.
Fortunately separating the sadness from elliptical joy, giving many an opportunity to those who are filled with grief and stricken with absolute abandonment.
Prayers and faith hiding somehow in backgrounds of hope, waiting to come forth and ease the pain with creative issues of rhetoric.