Hanging In Retroactive Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swaying with melodies in stanzas of etudes,
gliding down passageways into future
predicaments, inviting puzzles to gather and
mix with mystery.

A beautiful combination, existing in
imagination's subconsciousness, unraveling
years of life in writing of poetry and it's
depths.

Delving quietly, incessantly into cognitive
abysses, tracking abstractions and settling
them with their opposites.

Finally hanging in retroactive thoughts for
evenings of literature.