Sublime Enticement Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Expressions falling succinctly and concisely into poems
as I write into the night, taking chances along the
way, opening my heart, hoping it will not be broken
more than it already has been.

Standing still, a line forming in my mind, looking
and searching for the light that will lead me into the
atmosphere of sublime enticement where I will be taken
into realms of heaven.

Unable to let go, looking within, seeing no reasons for
holding on, giving in at the end, knowing that there's
no sense to hold on to a false hope, there's nothing
to be done about any of it.