Opening Expressive Avenues Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Skating silently across acres of moments settled into
leisurely pursuits of everyday routines.

Being generous in thoughts and deeds, giving in to many
ideas that are captured in subconsciousness by innate
talent and placed in poems at one time or another.

Giving thoughtful interludes chances to become patterns
and designs of an interior essence.

Allowing an expressive avenue to open up and give all
rhythms their due.

Climbing excessively into the expert sentences of
intelligence, letting imagination do it's magic and
recreate them in total awe and amazement to the wonder
of myself, included.