Ulterior Motive Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Playing an interior piano, up and down chords, defining
patterns and designs of an ulterior motive as I unwind
in a tunnel of innate intelligence.

Picturing everything on landscapes that are filled with
exploding colors, evaporating in the morning sun, yet
staying upon photographic screens of memory.

Always stimulating and energizing the very within of my
being, incessant and intriguing, allowing me the intensity
of living life the way I envision it.

Creating tempos that enlighten my intellect, never leaving
behind the beauty that brings the essence of my being into
the light.

Holding visions of tomorrow throughout the present, always
accumulating and gathering blossoms through aromas of spirit-
uality.