Incessant Creativity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Incessant Creativity



Filtering visions that are popping into existence, seeing
through the illusions invented by dishonest people.

Fighting to maintain a semblance of normalcy without having
to be involved in any way.

So creative, allowing this soul to lead me into areas of a
mind that have never been explored.

Wishing and hoping all set aside, seeing equations of an
entirely new life on horizons of the future.

Constantly changing, looking ahead, feeling sensations and
sentiments falling deeply and silently into an incessant
creativity that will not back down.

Nightly, walking through forests of dreams, seeing images
standing, watching, enticing and alluring to recreate them
during daylight hours.

Holding onto and capturing them in rhythms, never letting
any slip away, placing them plentifully into albums of a
photographic mind and memory.

Storing every detail, enjoying the complacency always being
held in energizing forms of beautiful landscapes, a life
undeterred by life itself.

Finding ingenuity to be successful on every level.

Saturday, October 18, 2014
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