Innate Desires Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Innate Desires
Mirages of life form before me,
creating a mystic formula into
which I carefully step.
Searching for words among ripples
of transparent heat rising from
the surface of well-trodden roads
through imagination.
Equating easily with every motion
connected to natural beauty of life,
twisting, turning, following an
innate desire hiding deeply inside me.
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4/16/2024 2:40:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
RoseAnn, i read a couple of your thoughtful comments after the works of a couple of poets tonight. i then read Innate Desires. i was having trouble wading through it, short as it is. so i condensed it to what might be the basics. i still don't really understand it, but thanks for sharing. it was interesting. :) my condensation: Innate Desires Into a mystic formula i carefully step, searching for words through imagination, following an innate desire hiding deeply inside me. yes, i now see some similarity to what adeline foster wrote, using many more words.