Chasing Nighttime Dreams Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waiting and watching for videos to play on inner
photographic screens, putting every puzzle piece
together quickly and instantaneously into many
thoughts this brain immediately interprets and
translates.

A perfect atmosphere in which creativity can
develop itself and become the reality of poetry,
chasing nighttime dreams into the morning sun.

Writing them down continuously with no hesitation
whatsoever, wholly placing everything into spheres
of intellect and wisdom, blending it all with the
imagination of fantasy, combining it with reality.

Leaving nothing out, including every aspect and
facet that happens to be produced within this
brain and mind totally into the dimension of an
inner aptitude.