Telling Another Story Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stopping, rhythmically pronouncing melodies with accents
of innate dialects, encased in spirits of talented whispers.

Percolating answers within, straying further from the truth
than ever before, leaving plenty of space for imagination
to take over and tell another story, explaining.

Whiling away rhythms on ends of strands, taking things beyond
horizons of normalcy and breaking edges of talent to become
number one in annals of time and lands forgotten.

Sacrificing life while anticipating dreams of beyond in
measures of precision.

Folding arms in harried rhythms, taking and rolling them into
fantastic solutions for endings in life.