Fever Of Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scathing hot, intense rhythms rolling down and across lines
of a journal, taking a trail into desert oasis's, watching
as they brighten outlooks of nomads traveling through them.

Justifying the moments as they increase and expand into the
atmosphere above, mind soaring and plummeting time and again,
settling into sensations, bringing up the fever of rhythms
as they continue to beckon and capture the light.