Catapulting Tempos Of Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Catapulting Tempos Of Being



Sensational sounds from a band called, Sixty Degrees,
playing at Dillons, singing songs from yesterday.
Tones perfectly at ease, filtering rhythm along lines
of musical melodies.
Taking notes by the hand, catapulting everyone into
the past with an energy fulfilling their tempos of being.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
From 6: 45 to 8: 46 p.m., while listening to this band I wrote eighteen poems total. Their music inspired my poetry. Unfortunately, I haven't heard them since and don't know where they perform now.
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