RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quiet Embers - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Island in the midst of storm clouds, separated by sunlight,
peeking all around, one lone black cloud in the sky, entic-
ing my mind.
Standing out and beckoning to be written about, palm trees
standing in the foreground, looking, tracing thoughts in
the sky above.
Giving me precious and silent quiet embers of nature to
write into a poem, giving a gift to others around the world,
hoping to enlighten at least one person with joy.
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