Riding Imagination's Waves Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solo, charging to music that climbs inside my mind, taking me to outer limits and beyond.
Languidly indisposed towards other people, living in my intellect, finding it to be more exacting, in time with my self - no judgement allowed interiorly.
Mocking does no good, for I am in another world, living alone, enjoying peace and quiet.
Riding waves of imagination, flowing across the universe, nothing standing in the way of time.
Spacing notes together, allowing no time to be wasted as I rock in tune with rhythm from another world outside me.