Tinactic Moods Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Chain-link thoughts, abrading a silence quietly abiding
within this tinactic mood of sensitive song words.

Ringing loudly into spurts of acquiescent martyrdom, as
meticulous wonder finds mazes of truth inside quarters
of yesterday's mirrors.

Traipsing down trails of western heredity, glancing at
paths leading into desert sand dunes, piling high in
winds of energy and excavating digs below earth's
meaningless surface.