Sensing Beginnings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sensing Beginnings



Emptiness fills empty spaces hidden within my mind,
waiting hopefully for something more enticing to sate
my brain.
Sensing beginnings of new turns in reality, I find
fundamental truths and elicit them in poems of touching
rhythms.
Performing special routines as I gather as many images
as possible.

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