Drifting With Clouds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shaking up rhythms like lightening striking hearts of love,
ablaze with fireworks of color and sounds, drifting with
clouds above.

Traveling silently without most people noticing they're
even there, yet this poet sees every detail in nature,
watching in wonder and awe.

Wishing to be above in skyways of another atmosphere
where no one could ever see or know where I'm going,
totally fading and disappearing into the distance.

Drifting into another land, so complacently and very
happily floating away while writing into spheres of
innate talent.