Contemplative Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Contemplative Visions



Watching dancers rumba as I also look into my mind,
seeing what no one else can see.
An honor given sololy to me as I write and
contemplate the visions I have in my repertoire.
Using them constantly in unique ways of words, as
my fingers dance, carefully attuned to the music,
creating poetry interiorly.

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