RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Alone With Images


Longtime sensations being draped over me emotionally as I sit, write and weep into pages of memorial scenes left as reminders to many thoughts, as life crowds me out.
Taking exactly what I see photographically and composing it all into musical poetry where everyone can see and admire whatever I seem to be thinking.
Alone with many images, I traipse and find ways to manufacture a means of escape for tears to dry themselves, as I stretch my imagination.
Carefully portraying every idea that lends itself to my mind and intellect.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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