RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Noticing Streams Of Consciousness - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Westernly walking down lonesome streets, noticing
streams of consciousness as they move through intellect.
Following along pathways of cowboy ballads being played
in fields throughout desert plains, cacti and wild daisies
enlivening the beauty of it's stark reality.
Tangently holding onto morning sunrises and evening sun-
sets, forever keeping their memories stretched interiorly
on photographic screens to be remembered in the future
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