Escaping Life's Turmoil Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rescuing feelings that are drowning at sea, saving and
portraying them in poems of life, eventually.

Picking up diamonds and snowflakes in fields of imagina-
tion, pasting them onto a canvas filled with poetical
words, meanings and sentences.

A whole world of intense beauty is being created right
now, no one else noticing as I do so.

Invisible, quietly, taking a restful period of serenity
to give solitude that I have been needing the entire day.

Getting away from impulses of anger and abuse, freeing self
totally so I may freely and indulgently come into my own
world of poetical essence and integrity.

No one bothering me, escaping a life of turmoil for moments
at a time, enjoying and tasting an inner strength returning
rapidly.

Having had to be energized by nature, filling interior
batteries with a fluid and bluened aura, penetrating and
giving an absolute tranquility to my soul.

It's desperately needed to keep in touch with the days of
my life on earth.