Possibilities Of Creativeness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Runaway dreams take me into places that I would ordinarily
never get to see.

Loving to experience differences they bring about in thinking processes, finding avenues leading to many possibilities of creativeness.

Quietly tantalizing thought processes, having fun as I flow
into an ever-increasing river towards oceans of wisdom,
awaiting me to splash headlong into them.

No fears, always expecting to find the surf so it can take
me into farthest depths and back.

So quickly and rapidly falling all over waves, grasping onto
shells and finding beauty beneath the ocean's surface,
searching for brilliant rainbows of underwater life.