Sitting On The Edge Of The Stage Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting On The Edge Of The Stage



Being inspired in many diverse ways through the years, sitting
here writing at Buddy Stubbs inside, bar-b-que over, live band
gone, waiting here alone in a poetically musical mood.

Positive vibrations going through me a mile a minute, tantal-
izing and bringing me into synch with rhythms of melodies being
listened to right now.

Sitting upon the edge of the stage, enjoying being ignored as
I write, a particular habit of joy that I often participate
in totally, loving it's good feelings of serenity within.

Monday, February 6, 2017
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