Watching Fluid Ideas
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wringing sponges of my mind, watching fluid ideas come
pouring out into intellect, giving them a place to ex-
plore and be expressed in lightening of imagination.
Beautiful and articulate sights, continually finding
their ways into the thunder of depths, flowing like lava
through paper ideas of my mind.
Tactfully taking roadways that lead interiorly, focusing
on the entire outlines of another horizon in a distant
world.
Intransient and tantalizing, giving a new idea every
minute
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