Waking To A Poem Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Waking To A Poem
Rocking into the afternoon, anticipating an entire
day of writing, having started from the seconds that
I actually woke up.
A poem sitting and waiting for my mind to awaken,
shining through on photographic screens, getting up,
writing it down fully just the way it came to me.
In this dream, eyes moistened with tears because it
was a sad one, buried in grief; rising, getting my
CD player, turning on my music, rhythm flowing.
Poems and poetry being drained from my mind on a
continual basis for the rest of the morning, no
stopping in sight.
Again, this afternoon, picking up my pen, continuing
to write poetically without any effort, a beautiful
way to exist.
Going through dreams and into the entire day, just
writing through my heart and soul, following many
thoughts as they meander through my being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 9:37:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
TO WRITE POETICALLY WITHOUT EFFORT (is) A BEAUTIFUL WAY TO EXIST. I agree! There are many dimensions just beneath the surface of this statement.1) WITHOUT EFFORT is a blessed condition; it frees you from the egoism which often overwhelms writers - you're free because some force which is larger than just your ego is involved.2) POETICALLY means this is different from jotting in a diary - your focus is in the heightened use of language which is poetry.3) TO EXIST is a bottom-line statement that reveals nothing about quality but your experience is of the highest quality (see #1) so this is lived experience not just existence. There is an equation here: Existence + poetry-writing = L-I-F-E E-N-R-I-C-H-E-D