Voices Of Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reaching fingers around the neck of a guitar, playing
the essence of my soul to rhythms felt interiorly.
Capturing the essence of nature and my mind, collecting
all the pieces needed to compose each sheet of music
that I write.
Pleasant voices of memories take me into their pasts,
giving expressions that are needed so essentially in
periodic states of mind.
Difficult situations performing talent as I write
incessantly of the epic thoughts that are completely
encapsulating my mind.
Freedom of life, existing right here where I can see
it in everything I write.
Stars shining from within.