Placement Of Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scurrying hurriedly across my mind, intellect's rhythms
playing rapidly and holding tightly to their effervescent
livelihoods, never tiring of their essence.

Beseeching my soul to continue hurrying into many other
dimensions of allowable junctions in formidable placement
of thought.

Among talented gifts within, playing with all of them,
enjoying them all like a little child filled with awe and
wonder.

Curiosity abounding, never being turned off in this life,
gathering information and data to assimilate within my
intellect.

Blending it all with the awe of imagination as it takes
every thing in stride while capturing alluring possibil-
ities of enquiry.

Questions and unending thoughts continually fall into my
mind with an everlasting beauty and fortitude.

Withholding nothing, as I write of everything that comes
into realms of this mind.