Becoming Poems Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking down lanes with sun shining brightly upon me,
feeling free and independent, loving being who I am
in this world.

Confident, self-assured, quiet, shy, innately talented,
writing poetry deftly without any effort whatsoever,
never having any thoughts at all.

Music begins playing and on the very first sound of a
note, words flow perfectly and symmetrically into my
mind.

All becoming poems in poetry journals that I then place
online for everyone in the world to read, hoping they
will find a home in someone's mind to enjoy.