Letting Ideas Transpire Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Letting Ideas Transpire



Finding new insights no matter where I find myself,
always hiding in open spaces of nature where I am
alone, letting ideas transpire, calming an interior
atmosphere.

Peaceful and contemplating on many sides of life and
death, never having a solitary thought until writing
begins, then being taken into another realm of this
brain's mentality.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015
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