Wanting To Go Into The Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking on the wild side all night long, tending to
many fantastic specialties of mind, intellect and
spirit.

Wanting to go into the silence and whispers that en-
tice this brain whiling away in a deep blue sky ab-
ove, watching and moving into the straightaway.

Heading into tomorrow, hands on interior pulses as
they continue to bring combinations of rhythms, typ-
ing and giving each of them a voice.

Somehow that voice turns into melodies and harmonies
all at the same time, this mind translating rhythms
into poetry and having an enjoyable time doing so.