RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Tribute To Innate Talent
Delving deeply into my mind, swimming through all the
thoughts I've ever had, pushing and rearranging their
pictures so I may create whatever I want.
Somewhere there's a place for intellect to expand and
Sololy, trying to walk or wade around and get new ideas
to display on inner screens of thought.
Taking into consideration, the beauty of intelligent
conversation, going on in my mind around the clock.
Shocking brain cells into awakening, finding the words
to do so is a puzzle I enjoy creating continuously.
A pleasurable feeling fills me with an appreciation of
all sorts of rhythms as they enclose and touch my soul.
Containing the essence of my imagination is a tribute
to innate talent.
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