RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Life's Interior Desert - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Ideas prancing in my mind, lively anticipation filling
me with experience and thoughts of yesterday.
Wonderfully being projected on inner screens, visions
being fully recognized as I continually watch them.
Knowing the attitudes and feelings of each one, I
immerse myself in their midst, happily imparting many
words to explain their existence in life's interior
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