Final Destination Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lightening my mood and attitude by listening to Queen,
riding into the future of poetry.

Writing and enjoying the purpose of life, forgetting
everything else in this day, just to be totally alone.

Here in the center of intellect contemplating truths
of a never-ending desert of beauty.

Tantalizing and cementing feelings that pop up and
give pleasure that I love.

Moments rising and falling, giving a complete and total
experience that takes me away.

Swerving and finding directions to go in through rhythms
coded with messages from intellect showing the way.

Listening and confining self in an interior solitude
where nothing can be given but focus and concentration.

Wholly and completely in total situations, cascading and
falling quickly into this mind.

An energy building and forging new ideas of livelihood,
riding, taking feelings and sensations into a final
destination.