Reclusive Moments Being Held Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior serenity being disturbed and disrupted by
certain thoughts that I'd prefer not to write about,
ripping up edges, trying to grab hold of serenity
and upend it.

Not allowing this to happen, pushing it away from
interior feelings.

Reaching for faith and hope, leaving them in charge
while I continue to write of everything else being
held in thoughts of reclusive moments, not allowing
them to see daylight.