Interior Poet Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

The heart of a poet touched mine, sending me spiraling
upwards into a rhythm of rhyme.

Lighting the episode within this mind, illuminating
forever the poet inside.

Lively, amiable, forgotten on barren wastelands,
scuffing toes in salt watered sand.

Awaiting the likelihood of purity and innocence to
wash gently over, acknowledging the life of a poet
as clouds possess skies of heaven.

Walking forever along shores of inner perspectives
seeing what others may never see until they read it
in my poetry.