Being Set Free Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Set Free



Jouncing along while just sitting here, enjoying myself
immensely, listening to Mojo Rats Band play one song
after another.

Brilliant, exciting, thrilling every particle of my being,
having grown accustomed to the intense syncopation and
beat of their music.

Giving me such pleasure that I want it to never end, soli-
tarily and quietly writing to every note, keeping time in
measures of poetry, setting me free at last.

Friday, January 27, 2017
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