RoseAnn V. Shawiak
World Of Absolutes - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Soliloquies of maturation dividing past ages with the present.
Circumventing events placed in annals of time, coercing their placement in unknown spaces.
Portrayals of subservient ideals marketed in silence, traded unrecognizably with future possessions.
Sanguine deportment kept securely within, intimidated by wayward glances of ordinary men.
Secretly, vast measures of serendipity plagues minds of those too hidden in darkness to see or recognize pictures on distant horizons.
Placated by tantalizing odors drifting through air, caught in cupped fists with the agility of a bear.
Quiescently camped on the verge of delicately thought forests, life carefully tends itself and builds it's own fortress.
Daring not to venture forth into a world filled with absolutes hidden within ignorance.
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