Interior Jungles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dreaming everlastingly into daylight, taking liberties
as often as wanted.

Nothing to stop them, being at home within, a sensuous
peace rising, leaving this being on a pathway of lonely
fortitude.

Never being lonely, just alone with many thoughts that
want to be expressed and written out in many poems.

Being broken-hearted at times, but continually moving
forward into denizens of last night's dreams.

Tangled in masses of interior jungles, always stepping
carefully and in isolation.