Listening To Future Puzzles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to future puzzles waiting for me to put
them together in certain sequences, hoping to be
shown through the eyes of reality one day soon.

Concepts rising onto screens, giving off hues that
are distinguishable from the rainbows we all have
seen.

These colors being bright, attuned to poetical
interludes without the languid soliloquys of
yesterday.

Being presented through novel patterns and designs,
covering them up so they are hidden from others
prying eyes.

Steady and tantalizing, never stopping nor resting,
taking my mind along every step of the way.

Energy pouring into intellect, giving such pleasure
and enjoyment through each and every measure.

Painstakingly keeping rhythms on an upbeat path,
holding onto the staccato beats forever.