Retiring Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reality coercing music to strive for the night, exhausting
all endeavors to follow truths through moments against all
odds.

Tripping along verdant pastures of imagination, turning
them into picturesque masterpieces of art for written words
set in gallerys for future literate family members.

Consuming moments consecutively, choosing only to live
every exacting particle of whatever comes along, soothing
my soul interiorly.