Alternated Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Strangling life dreams and spreading them over ocean
waves, watching them pitch and roll like small ships
in a storm.

Fascinated, letting them go into unchartered depths,
waiting
for their return, hoping to see alternated visions -
only better than before - of life dreams.

Sitting comfortably, allowing destiny to take it's turn,
as I wait in quiet anticipation for them to come to
fruition before the setting sun this evening.