Capturing Singled Out Sensations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Night carrying on, music being let out in full swing,
volume up and guitars letting fingers slide about,
giving minds exercise as it finds its way.

Following trails of yesterday and back again, no one
noticing as the moon progresses, ending up on a path-
way to the milky way.

Showing heights imagination will travel through, hear-
ing the pitter patter of steady beats, keeping fingers
playing through the night, mind capturing sensations
that're being singled out.