Yesterday's Moods And Attitudes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enthusiastically roaming alone in dusty trails of a
western frontier, getting feelings of yesterday's
moods and attitudes.

Flowing freely through this night, expecting noth-
ing, giving everything, but this empty heart for
it has faded into the past alone.

Waltzing through intellect, hoping for something to
come into being with a clap of thunder and streak
of lightening.

Mind a-moving through rhythms and soaring forward
into another morning later on, sometime after mid-
night, welcoming the energy of a final good night.