Fantasyland Of Pleasure Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking into the night, taking life to the brink of joy then
letting go, unable to even balance as I fall over into deep
waters that rise and crash like waves upon the seashore.

See-sawing and teetering on beliefs of yesterday that suddenly
overwhelm me so intensely, driving into the darkness is an in-
terior energy that sustains me through rhythms of life, taking
me soaring into a fantasyland of pleasure.