Filtering Fading Dreams Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Joyful recrimination filters through my fading dreams,
constantly keeping me in tune with what I'm thinking
and doing in any moment of life.

Arranging and compiling each and every idea that creates
itself in my imagination, filling and elating me beyond
any measure in reality.

Tasks completing themselves in record time, accentuating
all notions in picturesque sequences, leaving nothing
undone.

Displaying each thought in illuminated bluened neon light,
reaching further into depths of subconsciousness for all
time.