Morning Stillness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Morning Stillness



Stillness of this morning, being transported to
edges of eternity and back.
Smiles of beauty standing on faces of elderly
patrons at Buddy Stubbs, while listening to
lovely melodies from the past.
Somnolent pastimes being juxtapositionally
exposed in sunlight of extraordinary prose.

Friday, January 24, 2014
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