Freedom Of Elasticity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms bouncing off my brain,
catching in my mind like flies on jelly.
Procuring novel issues standing alongside
temporary folders of past messages,
bringing everything into the foreground.
Sizing up conversations of nature as I
listen carefully to whispering breezes,
touching memories hidden away in caverns
of curiosity and wonder.
Mysterious complex issues arise, wanting
to be thought out on paper, taking strides
in multi-directions and infinitesimal
dimensions.
Regulating routines of writing, tossing
schedules out the window, preferring the
freedom of elasticity.
Stretching mindful thoughts to outskirts
of boundary's edges and beyond normal
horizons.