Releasing Facets Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Releasing prescient facets into my being, sating me
like a prestidigitation affectation.

Easily flowing, turning backwards, altering life's
patterns with comedic relief and silent crying
afterwards.

Moments of every day begin with anticipation, an
intuitive feeling of better ideas to come into my
future.

A liveliness of beauty settled in nature's bountiful
presence, slowly drifting from spring to winter's
snowy, complacent scenery with a hug of coldness and
a kiss of momentary heat from a fireplace inside.