Mere Poet's Passion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mere Poet's Passion



Surviving this life, not knowing exactly how, just knowing
that my mind and writing poetry has a great deal to do with
it.

Imagination and intellect giving a great amount of energy,
surpassing any vitamin ever made for this purpose.

Staying awake for days without sleeping or eating, just
writing constantly, one poem after another.

A scientific anomaly they have called me, all the while
trying to figure out how I am able to do what I do on a
constant and incessant basis.

All I know is that it is my passion, it gives me pleasure
and enjoyment, that's all that matters to me, 'a mere poet'.

Thursday, January 15, 2015
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