In Hididng Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mirrored back upon reflections, stirring images to appear
in fragmented pieces across the span of time.

A cloudy haze, swinging across visions, tantalized by
iridescent rhymes.

Inducted by reason of incapacity's solitude, betrayed by
a barbed question held in check too long.

Focused unwaveringly on horizons of life-long quests,
never quite realized or fulfilled in this earthly life.

Climbing scores of trees with bullet vests, hiding from
the incessant noise of narrow-minded people.