Picking Up A Pen Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Picking Up A Pen
Rhythms driving me crazy, tempting me interiorly to write
poetry only.
Picking up a pen in hand and begin to write with rhythms
now being played rapidly.
Enticing patterns and desires coming to mind, beautifully
filled with purpose and attuned to every note.
Letting tones and tempos also carry me away into a bluened
atmosphere where I am alone and freely writing constantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/26/2024 7:11:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Picking up a pen' and, writing out your mind. Nice work.