Ascending Dimensions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lasting impressions, sliding into my mind, tasting elixirs of
vocabulary, soothing to imagination and subconsciousness.

Playing games with words, feeling their emotional intensity
soak into my soul with grace.

Sololy, peacefully, I rummage around and gather style
coquettishly.

Integrating tones of perfect pitch, periodically blending it
all on another level, ascending dimensions with brain cells,
calculating reverberations of mind-bending sonatas in life.