Eerie Sounding Colors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sensing inner desires tantalizing intellect with an absorbing
amount of colorful rhythm, insisting on effects of tomorrow's
evening background to light the essence of another dimension.

Solitary pictures having their facets illuminated and clearly
defined in adjacent screens of videos being played with vibrant
textures and finding their ways into the incessant caverns of
solitary beginnings.

Following another pathway closely into depths never before
seen, trudging silently as life takes hold of other aspects
and illuminates them in frightening clouds of eerie sounding
colors.

Forging forever, the horizons in another atmosphere far from
our sight, slowly motioning with interior signs of intellect
as movement continues on waves of ancient oceans of the past.