Loving To Imagine Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting on sandy shores, watching waves crashing upon
them as they drench me with their salty waters.

Figuratively picking up beautiful shells as I get up
and slowly walk along edges of the ocean, lapping at
my feet.

Wandering down shore, past craggy rocks and cliffs
reaching for the sky, knowing that they will be
underwater when the tide comes rolling in.

Loving to imagine being there as it rises, tossing
about, trying not to be thrown against their rock
hard bodies.

Thinking, wanting some excitement in life, not getting
any, so just imagining all sorts of situations where I
can enjoy the adrenaline rush through intellect instead.

Loving feelings, real or imagined, as they touch my
being throughout the years, a great way to feel alive
and vibrant as I continue to wend my way through this
life.