Challenges Through Rhythm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Falling into patterns, giving an exercise in futile
thoughts, rallying to a challenge being presented
in rhythms encasing a mind.

Exercising thoughts randomly while writing, beginning
foremost orders ever found in literature.

Moving cautiously, serenely into so many atmosphere's
that none can contain me.

Affordably taking time that is needed so spaciously
in this particular space of time, with absolute power
filling me with an extra essence of intellect.

Rushing in doors of knowledgeable literature, locating
immense desires of an entire life that keep slowly
moving into another realm where no others can follow.

Such entire auras, figuring themselves into spaces
and areas, blossoming and creating beautiful visions
always being seen.

Taking scenes and pushing them up into reaches of
another world and dimension.

Forever creating positive situations being filmed
photographically in depths of a mind.

Digging also, into canyons, caverns and abysses,
constantly conveying beauty from other areas of
intelligent life.

Bringing essences into reality, leading possibilities
into the lime light.