An Empty Dimension Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Social departures are forgiven by no one, yet I love them as I quit society to be alone and write.
A euphorious feeling of power fills me as I pick up a pen and begin
to write.
A solemn space of time, experiencing contemplation in it's finest form, taking me away from the world and placing me in an empty dimension where I can create my own existence.
Spacious, serene, a place without interruptions or disgraces from anyone on earth.
Placated beyond any vision found, introduced quietly and kept still
in my mind as I continually create ideas and inventions from within
a sphere of imagination.