Sculpting Prospects Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Falling into and separating many details found in
life, bringing about alignment and adjustments in
inner thought processes.

Allowing intellect to intersperse wisdom in between,
enjoying all varieties of ideas as they are created
and thought of.

Letting imagination do it's part in literature,
swiping against my mind, reigning in prospects of
other worldly measurements and rhythms of mediocrity.

Shaping and forming like a sculpture made of clay,
giving it an image that can be explained when looking
at it.