RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Elusive Beauty - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Wafting my way are winds of elusive beauty filling the environment with aromas of heaven.
Throwing thoughts like dice on a craps table, hoping to come up with a winning combination of words to place in poems of natural curiosity.
Watching the world around me being blown in all directions, not caring what is torn asunder by it's grasp.
Comments about Elusive Beauty by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.