Taking Spirits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

11: 18 a.m.
Finding an excellence in tempos, falling into line,
catching this mind and tickling it with intense
rhythms.

Bringing happiness, enough to cause laughter and
taking nothing serious.

Falling into realms of another atmosphere, taking
spirits one by one into figures of imagination.

Catching and capturing every thought, holding onto
them and bringing everything into the eyes of
photographic screens.

Pictures taken of it all and writing them into
poetry. 11: 19 a.m.

(10/25/14)