Listening To Sounds Of Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pressing keys of enticing chords, filling me with a supply
of unending energy that keeps me going throughout the night,
listening to sounds of darkness.

Letting them fill my mind with their echoes, leaving their
impressions within photographic screens of memory forever,
lasting tributes to the energetic life I've lived.

Through the years, everything from the past and present
are brought into the future, photographically intact, en-
tirely giving pleasure throughout hours of nighttime bliss
while writing.