Bluened Covers Of Maturity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Blanketing this mind in rose petals, sensuously touching
and waking desires to be fulfilled and laid to rest in
beds of a complete and unconditional love.

Forming and shaping this being in so many ways that it
is simply astonishing and beyond any comprehension.

Holding onto books of fears while shedding them and the
tears of pain captured and held prisoner with them for
years.

Slipping out from under bluened covers of maturity,
looking to an interior contemplation to find answers
waiting, hopefully in total anticipation of recognition.

Appealing rhythms being committed to memory and played
instrumentally throughout moments of life.

It's unfolding history being perfectly played and placed
in albums of photographic scrap books.