Ocean's Reflections Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking through skyways of yesterday, floating above
reflections of ocean's frantic waving misty arms.

Washing ashore, shells of disobedience have fallen
and been tossed about, not able to be touched again.

Wondering about exact reasons for the exuberance of
tomorrow's vision, allowing images to keep themselves
close to another step in tomorrow's calendar.

Nothing straying any further into solemn caverns of a
person's solitude, as it penetrates and falls out among
stars of midnight.