Imaginatively Riding Side Saddle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reaching into rock and roll music, letting it guide our steps
into and out of notes and measures, enjoying tones as they ex-
plode into the atmosphere so beautifully without effort.

Imaginatively riding side saddle down dusty desert trails on
the way to midnight, effervescent and mysterious, leading
minds and hearts.

Full moon shining down lunarly, touching hearts of young
lovers as they whisper sweet nothings to one another and
talk about the futures they'll be building together.