Writing Distinctly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Writing Distinctly



Everything being alright as I write distinctly what my
mind is seeing through rhythms, translating it all into
poetical verses for everyone to read.

Spreading far and wide, watching as abstractions find
ideas that are opposite, yet knowing if combined, the
resulting equation will work perfectly.

A noticeable improvement being seen immediately without
any effort on my part, for intellect absorbs it all onto
photographic screens of innate talent.

Friday, February 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 28 February 2016

You come close to the source of your inspiration but in the last stanza the sheer wonder of it, the spontaneity of of so many factors working together at lightning speed is apparent to you, and your poem closes in mystery rather than revelation. Someday, perhaps in another dimension of being, that mystery will in an instant reveal itself. Right now it is sufficient to know we live within a MYSTERY that is benign and inspiring.

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