Awaiting Moments
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Walking silently into realms of another dimension, eyes
wide open, listening to rhythms as they play into measures
of music.
Carrying me into rivers towards an interior waterfall, fall-
ing into pools of water below filled with thoughts waiting
to be formed into poetical atmospheres.
They are then taken and made into poems throughout my life,
expecting words and definitions to be put into picturesque
puzzles where life exists fully, awaiting the moments they
are to be written by this mere poet.
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