Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Beginning Of Itself


Stamping, feeling the beats take over my being.

Letting nothing get in between the feelings being
sent to my brain.

Ringing circles, stepping up to the curb of every
day life.

Sending messages in tandem with a stomping delicacy,
taking the essence of every rhythm being produced.

Writing through all the different sounds without
losing count or falling down.

Turning with a bounce, directly into the opposite
direction, not wavering one iota, just being the
beginning of itself.

Submitted: Monday, December 09, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 09, 2013

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