Chance Image Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Circling around, tiptoeing through, finding so many
experiences to write about as they are pictured in
images and being placed in visions of spiritual
desires.

Nothing to mar landscapes of an interior mind, because
they are safely stored on photographic screens where
only I can reach and touch them when writing.

Explaining talented beauty in poetry as I watch through
corners of my mind at things happening around me.

Seeing a little child dancing joyfully and bouncing
steppingly around the room.

A chance image, occurring spontaneously as I write,
having touched insight from within me.