Reasonable Degrees Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Challenging ordinary paths of life, never being satisfied
with olden ways.

Taking on undiplomatic pursuits brought to light by un-
justified ambition.

Stressing taciturn offers and stretching them to the limits
of eternal bliss.

Catapulting the essence of beauty to outer limits of the
atmosphere, never grasping meaning of reasonable degrees.

Unchanging habitual ruins of degradation, calling to wilds
of diplomacy, returning things to the way they were.

All of life is kneeling at the altar, awaiting the natural
calamity that will soon follow it.

Buried beneath many moods and strains, decorating the
exterior, saddened by an empty sorrowful placement of
eventual distaste.

Wherever we find our commonplace desires, knowledge will
already have been spent, folded in half upon itself.

Draped across the back of an antique chair, sitting on
thresholds of existential harbors, stressing the wonder
of reality, never benefitting from it's source.

Whenever seeing emptiness, it is reflected in a mirror,
not so distant from other's desires.

Walking slowly towards a future of saddened recollection,
stress of ambiguous reason starts the progression of
development, a sincere attempt to become exempt from life.

Taciturnly taking time without regret, leaving me on
deserted shores of sand, alone and unrecognized, forsakenly remorseful, understanding none of it.

Not openly willing to pay another's debts towards innocence.