Rhythmical Ripples Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ripples implore inner attitudes to make themselves
known in repertoire's dear.
Finality rears it's head with roaring ideas,
sublimating images in steps of prose.
Tantalizing life's inner motives to peek about and
make themselves known on shores of lost horizons.
Mazes curl and uncurl from depths of darkness and
it's abysses.
Curtailing the presence of left over thought,
rearranging all literature in a mind of wisdom.
Arrayed in splendid lights, beckoning to everyone's
inner eyes, carrying on conversations in musical
notes and scandalous sonatas.
Varying degrees of sociability trace sensuous
lines down smiling faces, imploring ripples of
adversity to come and join the clan of rhythmical
families on this planet we are so fond of calling
earth.
Walking away in a hush of silence, beginning another
season of serenity's music.