Subconscious Sands Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Subconscious Sands
Writing on edges of subconscious sands, seeing desert
plains open before me in visions of nature.
Sensing feelings blowing in dust storms on evening
mornings, stepping along carefully, touching mindsets
of images as they wander past, tending to saguaros
and barrel cacti.
Alone in sands of thought, beauty finds itself finally
in a poem of distant reminiscence.
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