Chances To Decide Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Chances To Decide



Tasting savory scents of intellect as they fall from
rhythms into my mind.

Watching as thoughts grow and blossom like flowers
in gardens of heaven.

Fantastic, alluring, giving opportunities to use my
creativeness in a positive mode and style.

Getting chances to decide on anything I wish to write
about it, being able to flow like a river into poetry.

Throughout every day, a lasting, wonderful way to keep
centered, keeping sanity amidst the insanity and evil
of this crazy world we live in today.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 25 August 2015

We start with a thought that floats through our mind for a while and we ink it on the page. Adjust, tweek and nurture it and it becomes a masterpiece. Lovely thoughts of poems.

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