Magical Patterns Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Magical Patterns



Swaying with unfelt emotion pulling at my heartstrings,
wanting to be heard and acknowledged.
Tallying up pretenses of imagination's focus, weaving
them into magical patterns, catching sunlight in prisms
of crystals and affixing them to cacti in desert gardens
above.

Thursday, February 7, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens
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