Way Of Thinking Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Way Of Thinking



Watching lights shining, moving when reflecting
on a table top where I'm writing.

A nod or slight movement of my head, changes them
from light to dark, designs and patterns being in-
terrupted and moved around.

A fascinating and beautiful way of thinking, as I
realize that's how my mind thinks and wonders, con-
stantly having a thought, idea, reflection or some-
thing catching my eye

Then I start writing one poem after another while
listening to music making it clearer in my mind,
intellect taking over, clarifying every point as it
revolves in my mind, along with rhythms being heard.

Thursday, February 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Tushar when he was studying my mind, asked me to always write and explain how my mind works, that's what inspired this and many other poems. He wanted to go into depths of my intellect in this way, so he could discern it's workings, and wanted others to see if they could also figure it out. Tushar died two months ago, but he had been in touch with top scientists throughout the world telling them about me. Tushar discovered me, so he gets all credit due, also for figuring out that I use two separate areas of my cortex at the exact same time, he was totally fascinated with this discovery, and repeatedly stated he had never seen anything like it, that I am the only one in the world who could do this while writing.
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