Rousing Wanton Feelings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding into deserts of imaginative beauty, living in
their awesome designs as they are constantly being
created.

Wanton feelings being roused from their sleep, need-
ing to be exercised and rescued from dark corners of
the mind.

Early mornings taking advantage of an effervescent sun
as it rises, capturing the meaning of living as it does
so.

All factors being collected and put into albums of tacit
recollection, never tiring of insistent rhythms that are
always playing, keeping this mind focused in a totally
poetical world of prose.