Neighborhood Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Neighborhood Sounds



Sitting on the front porch writing, listening to music and
sounds of the neighborhood, funny how the noise suddenly
starts keeping time with the melody playing right now.

Watching and beating to the rhythms as a neighbor airs up
his tires, walking around, his step keeping time with the
rhythms beat.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016
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