RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Storing Thoughts


Taking routes to places I've never been to before, just to see if I can adapt to new environments.
Singly producing ideas for future use, tangling with abstract meanings and coming out on top.
Shaking all thoughts into tumblers, spinning them smoothly and polishing them before setting them into settings befitting of gems.
Storing them indefinitely in poems meant for posterity, where others will read and interpret them.
So tender and beautiful, sonnets sing of life along pathways to heaven.
Always standing aside, performing music to thoughts as I write them thoroughly into literature, showing some of what I thought through the years.

Submitted: Friday, March 15, 2013

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