Music Continues To Beat Clocks Of Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quietly in the evening, settling down in the chambers of a heart,
mind and intellect, causing a progressive major time in rhythms
that are captivating and enticing as they continue to explode
like colorful fireworks.

Nothing to compare with the excitement and thrills that are being
emitted from a silent yet noisy part of another life, lights turned
off, yet the music continues to beat clocks of time in phantoms of
an insider as everything moves and magnetically is attracted and
taken together for moments in life that suddenly become tired.