Only One Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Caught in a web of entangled ideas as a spider holding
prey in it's web.

Feeling claustrophobic, looking around, adjusting mood
and attitude, anger slowly subsiding with every word
written.

Listening to poetical rhythms coming from musical
compositions, playing incessantly, forming and using
meanings and purpose becoming who I need to be in life.

Choosing to do what it is I do, not heeding another's
word at all, finding a fascination deep inside, taking
every moment to stay in step with rhythms being listened
to.

Acquainting self with attainment of peace this morning,
liking to hear music blaring all around, taking me into
other dimensions far away from this earth.

Finding beauty in darkness, watching shadows as moonlight
shines it's rays upon my mind, losing self in an empty
atmosphere.

Not fearing or worrying about the future, just living in
the moment because it is all I know how to do in life.

That's why poetry is so wonderful it contains only one
moment of my life at a time, incessantly.