RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Puddles Of Music - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Wallowing in puddles of music, enjoying their
wetness upon arid thoughts pulled from inner deserts.
Creating all manner of playful games, giving rise to
laughter through splendid lines of humor.
Taking strides like a dismounted cowboy, walking bowl-
legged down streets filled with puddled music.
Enjoying the playful games throughout days of leisure
and plaintive laughter.
All together, getting wet with spectacular rhythms.
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