Essence Of Another World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Essence Of Another World



Gently waving, swaying in an afternoon breeze, tantalizing,
bringing me into a pleasant mood.

Sitting here, listening to others talking, yet keep on
writing what I want to see from photographic screens within.

Touching particles and taking them into interior rhythms
filled with the essence of another world from which I have
visited.

Sunday, August 31, 2014
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