Whispers Falling Upon Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking and rolling in the center of rhythms and
melodies hour after hour every day, misty curtains
of death opening and closing.

Preparing the way for this poet to go beyond this
life to find answers to many questions being asked
and held in this mind.

Whispers falling upon intellect, teasing and cajoling
in vibrant atmospheres of what we're going through
these days.

Always finding abstracts and angles are coming into
mathematical equations unhindered and compliant, wel-
coming them in, because they're changing outcomes of
each of the formulas.