Life Dangles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sunrise, sunset, every day the same, only different
colors and hues set in brand new ways.

Life dangles itself in retrospect, thinking and
sleeping at intervals - unchanging.

There are many inventions being wrought as people
imagine everything to make life easier.

Nondescript assignations lay alongside roadways,
hoping to be picked up and brought into a reality
of sorts.

Talent of every kind beckons imagination to open
like a parachute and entice the entire world's
population.