Peculiar Habit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Peculiar Habit



Taking time to wonder and question everything in this temporary
life, wanting answers that no one has yet found throughout the
centuries.

Choosing to follow paths no one else notices, a habit peculiar
to the poets and thinkers of this world, thoughts freely flow-
ing, encouraging ideas to be expressed in poetry, music and art.

Many different poets, authors, musicians, composers and artists,
involved with so much talent in this world and not much of it is being used as yet.

Saturday, October 14, 2017
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