RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quickly thinking of words, closely following one
another to create verse after verse of poetry.
Clinging to the notes music brings to mind, of
images dangling before me, waiting to be picked
and chosen to give literature a run for it's
money, sometime in the future.
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