Posing Questios Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing here always looking at the environment,
figuring out what it is that's not being seen at
the time.

Knowing there will always be something not noticed
before this, going deeper into curiosity, feeling
senses coming alive.

Bringing a mixture of thinking and photographic
memories, shining always thoughtfully, pondering
what will soon appear when delving deeply into
interiors of artistic rhythms.

Balancing truths of honesty with reality of life's
unending lies, listening to them all and determining
which ones to allow into writing.

Forward thinking, posing questions for answers that
are found in this mind.