Searching Clouds Of Memory Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soothing, calming, softly, whispers speak of things
beyond life, leaving them quietly lying in intellect
where they're being interpreted and left in one poem
after another.

Searching clouds of memory, watching for a plethora of
feelings to capture and blend with words of an interior
meaning.

Talking explicitly of emotions that gather and take me
interiorly, farther and farther each moment, solemn and
persistent, holding onto their presence throughout the
hours of every day.