Solitary silence enveloping my static subconscious, holding me captive until words of wisdom come spilling out onto interior screens, displaying what I'm thinking and producing in volumes of meanings, interpreting them for all to read.
Slicing every emotion and delving deeply into reasons of their existence.
Keeping all ideas hidden until feeling safe within.
Sharing at the end with whomever I want in poems of essence.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slicing-emotions/
