RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Illusive Dreams - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Silently thinking of dreams I'll have some day in the
future as I lay the groundwork for them now.
Wonder and curiosity fill my mind with their intricate
patterns of abstracted wisdom, as I roll around in the
feelings of their mosaics, puzzling linear meanings
Beautiful ideals steal in and out of interior mazes,
forming rhymical dreams of illusion.
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