Playful Rhythms Adapting To A Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Musically sounding like hymns being sung in whispers that excitedly attune themselves with exacting tempos and tones matching with nature and the atmosphere above.

Living in a curious world of imagery and ideas borne from minds of others, parading them in architecture in whatever is being build throughout the city.

Loving wonder as it begins and ends in a poet's mind, carrying questions everywhere this poet may go throughout the years.

Often entertaining self in measures of playful rhythms as they rise and fall, adapting to the workings of a creative, poetical open mind while writing poetry.