Forms Of Yesterday's Images Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feeling the rocking of melodies matching with the wonder of
rhythms that are being caught in webs of enlightenment and
kept closer than ever.

Reaching into forms of yesterday's images, testing their
essence while feeling every momentary twang of the guitar
and beat of drums.

Everyone dancing incessantly to the steady beats of each
rhythm being played throughout the night, soothing souls
and hearts of everyone.