Mimicking Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Marching into rows of melodies that mimic memories already
etched within this poet's mind, written indelibly on inner
photographic screens.

Holding everything ever seen, heard or felt, kept in sacred
depths of my being, letting senses open, blossom, taking in
all of life and nature.

Giving a sense of oneness that penetrates my soul efferves-
cently and totally, combining, blending, exercising freedom
of rhythms as they cooperate, falling into lines of poetry.

Withstanding all that happens in this earthly life, stretch-
ing across turmoil, sacrifice, suffering and loneliness as it
empties my being, filling it with an abandonment that can
never be retracted while still alive.