Popping Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Suddenly rhythms are popping throughout the night, exciting people's senses, trying to bring about sensations that will be emptied in many sentences or meanings.

Hoping to be a firecracker in the midst of a crowd of musicians as they rant and rave in depths of emotional measures of music as rhythms are being the light of this mere poet's life.

Having a grand time always, just stepping into and out of fast-paced rhythms throughout the entire night.