Exercising Moments Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Darkening benefits of late nights spent in writing are
full of expectant hopes and quiet dimly-lit dreams.

Sonomic gazes stir the atmosphere where life sits,
patiently waiting to be explored and sifted through.

Exercising moments of time, letting them bloom out-
wardly and display their messages in neon catacombs.

Created and shown in signs, vitally circumcised and
laid to rest in books of rhymes eternally sought out
and read by many.