Giving Ideas Free Rein Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Signaling brain cells to energize and start writing on picture
screens, what I'm thinking.
Planning formulas, patterns, thoughts, giving free rein to all
ideas.

Creating from novel memories, coordinating every form as it
gels, becoming music as melodies hit me within and feed senses,
awakening with astounding clarity and definition.

Preparing neurons to collect, save and enter everything into
synapses, calculating the essence of what is being stated on
picturesque, photographic screens.

Picturing beautiful flowing, tender sounding harmonies as they
crash into my mind, giving me a serene calmness as I write.

Contemplating deeply inside my being, not bothered by any
untoward disturbances or annoyances.

Totally withdrawn, deeply into myself, where I can be alone
and write, not bothered by anyone or anything in my environment.