Rhythmic Persistence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Crossing deserts in my mind, takes me on fantastic journeys
with absolutely no effort.
Enjoying every creative motive along the way, filling empty
spaces with brand new exercises of imagination.
Solo thoughts link themselves to forms and shapes, clouding
and forming patterns with non-existent materials.
Combining and etching memory's pathways with unconditional
efforts, putting them on display in galleries only I can
ever see.
Yet, poetry written precisely, can enable anyone to see,
just maybe not as intensely and acutely as I feel
persistence tapping rhythmically against creative ideas.