Jalopy - Sounding Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Jalopy-sounding music, laid back and kind of lazy, not wanting to walk around, just sit and write to this mere poet's hearts content so peacefully.

whispering coded rhythms into intellect, assembling tones and tempos into pieces of life compositions while being totally saturated in and with nature for several hours.

So serenely comforting, not caring about anything except hearing tones and tempos of a band playing with this poetical mind incessantly.