RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Recognition Of Pastimes - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Strumming down lanes of hidden melodies,
feeling impressions of nature etching them-
selves within my mind, bringing me to a
recognition of life's pastimes and inuring
Powerful signs of blue, engulfing every
particle of being in atoms of future desire.
Secluding self in basements of life,
not wanting to be left alone with my thoughts,
enjoying the serenity only writing poetry can give.
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