Mind Strings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Twanging strings, feeling vibrant rhythms touching
my mind with delicate fortitude.
Just reasons falling down upon etudes and melodies
striking chords of beauty as I write of them.
Lasting memories being made as I carefully listen to
every beat and rhyme flowing this way, while enduring
it's sensuous pleasure.
Consciously portraying a decent knowledge of music
and it's intense desire to hold onto my soul forever
in this world.