Once Upon A Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reading through thoughts of intellect, touching their
meanings and definitions once thought about, suddenly
feelings start popping up.

Blossoming into the evening air, purified, blinding
with an effervescent beauty of this soul, stretching
itself into frontiers of a desert.

Filling me with emptiness, capturing feelings in poetry,
letting others live through what I'm thinking and writ-
ing throughout the day and night.

Moments flowing past doorways of my mind, catching hold
of memories of my heart's lost and forsaken love of once
upon a time.