Growing Up In The Sixties Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silencing everything around me just to listen to music of my soul,
spreading itself into my poetry, giving an aura to all that accept me without insincerity or doubts.

Achieving an alternative sensation from within, splitting me apart with exacting precision, taking part in all editions of life as I write them myself.

Serious portrayals of people's expressions and feelings as they wear them on their sleeves for everyone to see and explain openly to others.

Being honest, always on edges of truth.