Weathered Emotions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Talking incessantly in my mind happens only in pictures as I watch my life entice ideas from what I see.
Events stay with me through all types of weathered emotions.
Sadness, emptiness, abandonment, loneliness - finding pathways to lead me onto deserts where I may find my soul intact.
Quietly sharing, no speaking when writing down all conversations for posterity.
Always taking time to feel what it is I'm seeing.
Depths flowing ever upward as I qualify myself in creative juices - mostly ink on paper.
Talent far-reaching, giving me moments of immense pleasure whenever I go deep inside to contemplate through patterns of rhythm.