Caressing intellect, soothing it from everyday stress, taking care to feed it with atmospheres and landscapes anew.
Following arrows, showing directions in capable avenues of writing.
Slanting patterns being twisted to fit moods and general attitudes.
Chords matching tones of words as they remember their places in outlines of poetry.
Stepping around obstacles in pathways of thought, finding novel meanings in imagination as they fall into lines of beauty.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caressing-intellect/
