Hidden Caverns Of Solitude Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Settling into a mood of positive energy, listening
to music that holds hidden coded rhythms within its
colorful sounds and exploding tempos.

Taking this poetical mind into an inner space and
dimension, finding the energy building within, ex-
citement crawling out of its shell.

Joining the wonder of curiosity as mathematical
formulas continue to play into prose all along
measures of chords and rhythms.

Waiting for the beauty of many landscapes to drift
into an innate depth of creativeness, flowing so
daintily into spheres of a photographic memory.

Pictures forming automatically in puzzle pieces of
time, totally present in an intense wonder of the
quality and self-assured life.

Having so much fun, tickling adrenaline as it soaks
into this heart, mind, soul and intellect, carrying
tomes of poetry into hidden caverns of solitude.

There soliciting peace and serenity that always
finds its way into this interior spiritual being,
while writing poetry and living in another dimension.

Full, lively and being on edges of life, just awaiting
the finality of life here on earth, capturing sunsetical
thoughts before leaving earth in poetry.