Creative Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Creative Senses



Daisy's come blossoming into my mind unannounced and
dazzling brilliantly, touching creative senses hidden
from view until now.

Circumstantial evidence brews along sidelines of my
mind, awaiting clues to form analytical conclusions
in illogical ways.

Choosing abstractions and an inter-connectedness with
inner space and a wonderful timelessness.

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