State Of Complacency Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sailing across the ocean, watching waves behind me hit and
crash upon the shore, scattering shells and sand upon what
is already there.

Grasping what it can, pulling it back into it's depths to
play with it some more.

A dainty and delicate memory that continues to repeat it-
self, soothing me with it's repetition and lulling me into
a trance.

A state of complacency, a nice place to set my mind in as
I write poetry.