Upbraided Areas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rushing to meet a rhythm beating inside me, wanting to continue to feel it's thunder inside my chest.
At ease in it's presence, enjoying the grasp it has on my heart, soul and mind.
Never minding that it takes me away to heights and depths of life and reality.
Solo thoughts africanized in jungles of my imagination, not wanting to be tamed by rules of english grammar.
Solitary pleasure always at hand, opening me forever to all avenues of discovery in inner spaces.
Absolutely engendered in every movement being given to me in upbraided areas of my mind.