Just Writing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Just Writing



Writing poetry is an essence and passion, loving and
enjoying doing it constantly and incessantly, coming
very easily, never having to think how to write.

Picking up a pen, having no thoughts in mind, listening
to music and begin writing one poem after another.

All writing begins and ends within, when hearing music,
like a waterfall in my mind, poems are cascading from
intellect and imagination onto pages of poetical journals.

Rhythms, tempos, notes, tones, instruments, all have their
effects on my mind as I write in code.

Listening to music is like translating another language and
I translate it into poetry, never having to think the words,
they automatically appear floating into my mind, endlessly.

Taking only a minute or two to write each poem, longer ones
may take four or five minutes, always writing time I start
writing and ending a poem, along with the date, and my name.

Doing this because when younger, in English, teachers would
say how historians didn't know who had written something,
so I decided to always sign my name to everything.

Writing from one to one hundred twenty two poems each day,
all on different subjects, not afraid to write about any
thing, at times being very controversial.

Being very conservative, I am at times surprised to see the
opposite written in one of my poems; it is always an
interesting time having and being with this poetical gift.

It goes hand in hand with an artistic ability and composing
music, it is all innate.

Thursday, January 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jayatissa K. Liyanage 24 January 2015

A humble revelation, it looks. Yet, some thing for the reader. Nice!

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