Emptiness fills empty spaces hidden within my mind, <br />waiting hopefully for something more enticing to sate <br />my brain. <br />Sensing beginnings of new turns in reality, I find <br />fundamental truths and elicit them in poems of touching <br />rhythms. <br />Performing special routines as I gather as many images <br />as possible.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sensing-beginnings/
