Hot Beds Of Rhythm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching patterns and designs as they continue to
conform to measures and tempos of music, bringing
tones and notes into existence, showing the best
of both worlds here on earth.

A creative, intellectual subconsciousness that renders
this mind a tender garden of possibilities that cannot
be separated from an innate talent; writing from a hot
bed of rhythms and literature, never facing distinctive
measures to float away.