RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Traces Of Poetry - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Capturing tones from one ear to the other, hearing
them together and separately, loving rhythms as
they race back and forth through my mind.
Leaving traces of poetry everywhere, waiting for
intellect to pick them up, matching each of them
to abstract concepts.
Forming new values and meanings within intellect,
putting them out into poetry I'm writing while
Mind open, hearing finely attuned definitions al-
together forming the essence of poetry as it flows
Continuously erupting instantaneously throughout
moments of my life, loving how it's done, because
it feels so great.
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