Being Concerned Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Concerned



Lights and sounds both taking me into the brilliance of rhythms
as they are coded and taken quietly and silently into positive
attitudes of many poems.

Being written in the solace of my mind and intellect, granting
promises that were made in years gone by, now being fulfilled
in an aging maturity.

Having gone past youth and all the wonder that used to blatantly
roam through life, now letting the wind sweep it away while
holding on to a sunshiny wisp of morning.

Waiting for the next moment, concerned with the beauty and
tolerance of this world filled with humanity that loosely roams
about around the world.

Never existing in reality, for figments of imagination are
much too intense and powerful to overpower in this life, ex-
pecting the most from everyone, always being disappointed as
human nature defeats even the most positive soul on this earth
today.

Thursday, December 22, 2016
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