Festivities Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Festivities
Swinging and swaying in the middle of the afternoon,
touching upon the divine with spirituality rising
ever higher.
Totally and energetically taking part in festivities
at the dance, jumping, stepping, joining rhythms
being pounded out by incessant drumming.
Guitar, strumming heartily and keyboard backing it all
up, saxophone being heard above it while everyone has
a ball!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/7/2024 11:53:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
