Peek At A Poet's Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

All through the night fingers of the mind continue to
play piano, composing melodies, rhapsodies, symphonies,
having an exciting time doing it all along with writing
poetry incessantly and consistently day and night.

Displaying thought patterns from beginning to end in
every poem written for all to see, not selfish or
stingy in any way, loving to share with the world, not
charging anything at all for this peek at a poet's mind.

Intellect and brain solidifying as always in depths of
this soul where the Divine is always dwelling in an
intense bluened light, a creativeness that He has given,
a gift of peace and serenity for this mere poet.