Tickling Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tickling Rhythms



Stepping on stones down roadways of everlasting strength,
coming from somewhere inside.
Forgetting self and bringing an energy into a room full of
people, enjoying themselves with abandon.
Traipsing through the melodies of heart-felt picturesque
scenery.
A fantasy land of solid images, dancing in accordance with
the rhythm's tickling people's innards.

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