Auras Of Tomorrow's Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Auras Of Tomorrow's Visions



Stringing along on a guitar, accompanying the piano
that never disappears when listening to rhythm from
beyond sight.

Delving quietly into mystical and mysterious sights
and auras of tomorrow's visions.

Surveying every one of them and writing whatever it
is that I see as I move forward without any hesitation.

Thursday, March 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar,mystical,poem
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