Innert Chaos Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Searching within, tripping over piles of remembering,
dust-covered, unused, left over ages ripped from the
past.

Survival felt throughout the turmoil of everyday life,
sustaining thoughts, creating an existence, living sol-
itarily.

Mitigating memories, placing them in books, storing all
on closet shelves, awaiting geriatric days, unending
time spent alone.

Indigenous talents in full bloom, taking on the insist-
ence of old age, indomitable obstacles inducing inert
chaos.