Prison Cells Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Moving into patterns and designs of life's compositions,
traveling joyously, not leaving beauty behind to fend
for itself.

Always portraying it's essence into poetry written, never
leaving anything to chance, being alive in every moment,
living in the poetry I write.

Feeling the emotions tensing within, waiting to be written
out so they can be eased and freed from the prison cells of
this mind.

Creating the measures of all that comes between me and this
pen, rhythms fall constantly, giving meanings to every
thought I will ever have.

Beautiful atmospheres opening up into dimensions of eternity,
running and jumping right over the waterfalls of intellect,
imagining everything in silence.