Existing Rhythms Unfolding Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enlivening rhythms from Buddy Holly back in the day,
coming alive now in the journey of today's music.

Awesome melodies being replayed by another band,
equally good, as far as we can hear.

Senses awakened, being taken faster into the
immersion of contemplation where writing is not
disturbed.

Sliding along, becoming calmer by the second without
any untoward effects bothering whatsoever.

Being silently still, heart beating, mind thinking,
gently flowing quietly in the atmosphere.

Holding onto existent rhythms as they unfold quickly
into this brain.

Soothing intellect, waking imagination to the
enlivening beats of an early Saturday morning at
Buddy Stubbs.

Belonging sololy to the rhythms at this point, not
slipping away, everything consciously being brought
up before magical screens.

Totally sensing every aspect of perception, giving
of self in every direction, while sitting here
listening.