Unusual Initiating Peace Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Melodies tapping my mind with blues from another space
in time, placidly giving peace in an unusual initiating
way.

Writing to it's rhythm, knowing that it's going too
slowly for intellect's creativity, preferring instead,
rapid rhythms and tempos.

Sojourn, yet moving, head hanging, stepping down stairs
and hallways of lonely and forsaken episodes in life,
going forward through the debris.

Saddened recollections sidling up to the fence, emotions
having been put out to pasture, feelings riding them
around just for some exercise.

Qualifying and gathering thoughts even through finding
them too slow for my mind, which prefers rapid and fast
melodies as stated above.

Taking me into the future where I sit and write poetry,
feeling the unusual beats stirring melting pots of an
interior stance of rhythms.

Always finding a way to create poetry no matter what the
circumstances are in this life, knowing that life is a
never-ending repertoire of experiences and events.