Forming Intellectual Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waking slowly to a new day, morning sun shining on brand
new thoughts filling my mind, watching as they come to-
gether, forming intellectual senses.

Combined with feelings and emotions, making it easier to
write them intensely while crying into poetry being
written from deep within my being.

Nothing detrimental to mar the creative process, it keeps
expanding, filling intellect with hope and promise constant-
ly, loving how everything comes together.

Writing it into the universe, everyone finding some sort of
understanding of how the mind of this mere poet works, fas-
cinating and wonderful, keeping me going continually.

Enlivening passion, giving my heart joy and happiness to
instill every moment with the Divine and at the same time
conversing silently with the world.