Hiding In Patterns Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Hiding In Patterns
Secret figures silently glide around, sliding into figurative speech, taking walks through gardens of eden on slippery paths of remembering.
Striding into lines of life, accepting tender images of yesterday.
Portfolios filled with mirrors reflecting everything from past endeavors.
Socializing intently for moments, then hiding exclusively in patterns of solo design.
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