Weaving Notions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lines of thought are falling into place right before my
eyes, going along pathways into another vision.

Enticing and capturing my attention, giving an insight
to handle any subject that can be written of.

A light and airy atmosphere that can be entered at any
time, such a beautiful and entrancing place, hoping to
stay here most of the time throughout life.

Capturing every detail, thought, idea, creating some-
thing wonderful for others to read in poetry.

Lasting expressions and impressions falling from lines
and into priceless exchanges of poetical forms.

An absolute and enjoyable sphere to be in at all hours
of the day and night.

Weaving notions everywhere, selecting them at different
times in life, never extracting the ugly, beauty unfold-
ing every time.