Fireworks Of Distortion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking past strains of music, listening, then gathering
its petals of blossoming melodies and harmonies, resist-
ing negative aspects that continually try to break through.

Wanting to cause fireworks of distortion, totally instigat-
ing mischievous whispers of childish pranks, letting answer-
ing replies flow beneath bridges of lively music.

Music that was inadvertently passed by, rhetoric of the past
being remembered in faint rhythms of life as they decide to
roam into another universe far from a life of impossibilities
that can be made possible in time.