Anticipated Achievement Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Awakening thoughts crowding around intellect, wanting
to be the first to be heard, clamoring for attention
in a poem.

Standing together, looking at each other, wondering
who will find their way into one before the others.

This poet enjoying seeing an anticipated achievement,
letting rhythm and music decide which ones will fall
into the lines of a poem, delving into the meaning of
life.

Never even parking alongside avenues of this mind,
just pulling into the space delegated by intellect and
it's forte.