No Tomorrow's Held Within Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Delightful rhythms now carrying me into extreme dimensions,
there being no tomorrows held within the futility of this
life.

Been to hell and back, still focused on living life to the
fullest, never giving up, grasping hold of every concept
taken into visions of tomorrow.

Sitting on edges, peering over, enjoying all that is being
seen, a total recall of everything in life, watching it all
on photographic screens within.

Reliving experiences, situations and circumstances that have
made a difference and impact on every particle of this mere
little life of mine.

Rapidly exchanging ideas through intellect and imagination,
delving quickly into coded rhythms that continue to deliver
many thoughts into intellect.

Exchanging opinions and finding new ways of doing things,
loving to experience each one separately, letting them
all be touched musically through poetry.

Energizing and prying every ounce of liberty and freedom
into thought processes as this mind thinks and continues
to produce creatively, finding rest in writing only.