RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Backwards Puzzle - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Situations in life take me down new avenues of staid
circumstances and into plaid environments of forgone
Witnessing and timing the beauty of life within an
innate spirituality, splitting our beings into benefits
that fill in our minds when they cannot focus on
certain subjects in life.
Finding sentiments that continually creep across the
land of an interior dimension, stirring landscapes with
imagination and creativeness.
Dancing in music of tomorrow as it fills innate talent
with it's exploratory designs, taking each equation into
facets of mathematical problems.
Solving the answers and turning them back into questions
of this life, a backwards puzzle that has no angles or
lines of concentration, yet is brilliant at deducting
each and every thought as it processes them.
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