Abstract Thinking Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Abstract Thinking



Patterns of flooring take me into storerooms of
abstract thinking.
Following their lines and contours on paths of
new undertakings, I slip, slither and slide
sideways into completely new dimensions of thought.
Aligning and mismatching ideas, finding eventually,
their fluidity in ideas of creative processes.
Producing many sentences of meaning and confirmation,
I move forward into destiny's household, prepared
for an onslaught of talented landscapes to roam
around in throughout my days on earth.

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