Joy Of Positivism Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Joy Of Positivism



Caught up in colors of sound as they tickle neurons
and synapses, gently flowing into rhapsodies and
symphonies automatically.

Bubbles of excitement thrilling intellect as they
pop, showing vibrant motions to tempos being heard,
closing out the world.

Wanting only to listen to rhythms of music, telling
the joy of positivism in an open creative mind in
and through poetry.

Friday, November 16, 2018
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