Being Schooled Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Schooled



Being schooled in a tremendous amount of music and rhythms,
caressing and hugging every note being played within my
mind.

Listening to steady beats tantalizing and wiping away all
tears for the time being, solidly following pathways that
lead deeper into canyons of rhythms, climbing through and
over ravines standing in the way.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016
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