RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Seniorly Alone - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Signing my name in every conceivable place in memories of desire.
Folding myself into treasures of the moment, holding them close as I resurrect myself.
Feeling and interpreting musical compositions into poetical forms.
Raising patterns of intellect, rounding up emotions with aplomb.
Corraling everything under the guise of picturesque landscapes that I've painted myself.
Sounding tones of life and placing them where they belong - on photographic screens of my mind to look at throughout the years.
As I age seniorly alone, combining all the arts to keep myself from dying while alive.
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