Imagination's Corridors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Selecting and arranging bottomless pits of ideas into
a plethora of subjects to be decoded and written about.

Surviving endeavors of life through misfortune, leaves
us all bereft at times, alone and abandoned, not looking
forward to another day, let alone another moment.

Striding down jungle paths, over-grown with a lot of
undergrowth that must be chopped away by machetes of an
interior intellect.

Taking away meanings that have not been coded and placed
in messages needed to write poetry in the style only I
can become in.

Finding the beauty in everything, being illuminated in
a bluened light, shining from within this mind's wisdom.

Totally and comprehendingly being seen on photographic
screens held deeply inside imagination's corridors.