Lure Of Meanings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Jumping into the mix of melodies, clapping along with
everyone else in my mind.
Rhythms enticing the lure of meanings, collecting
them all into a poem, written to the tempos of a fast-
paced song being sung.
Tacit feelings, piling higher, taking me into the
heights of mountainous clouds soaring above.
Finding footholds on the way up, never losing my grip
as I continue to climb towards the heavens I've always
dreamed of.