Hidden Surprises Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hidden Surprises



Silent undertakings in the still of the morning
sunrise, greeting with welcoming rays of sunlight,
taking the sleep from my mind as I write.

A continuation of last night's thoughts, stretching
themselves into another twenty-four hours of writing.
and thinking in coded rhymes.

Serious considerations pushing into a new dawn, an
awakening of interior senses, touched by intellect's
hidden surprises.

Monday, March 24, 2014
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