Whistling Imagination Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whistling Imagination



Soaring into new mornings with musical aptitude,
carrying me along into vast blue skies of my
mind, while enticing life into sublime circumstances.

Whistling into hallways of imagination, choosing
from a vast assortment of ideas, blending and
tossing them together into airs of poetry.

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