Making Up Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Making Up Visions



Sinister thoughts rumbling about, looking for a place
to alight.
Turning away from them, I wander alone down streets
darkened in the night, just thinking and leaving
everything be.
Just being and wondering as I look above at the vast
universe that I can only see a minute part of.
Curious to know what is out there, making up visions
to amuse my imagination.

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