RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Musical Language - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
All languages blend musically into poetry, full
of splendid images.
Life builds to a crescendo before leveling and
beating staccatoely within our hearts.
Words flow through neurons in our brains, making
connections and sense out of mere thoughts lying
Breasts filling, eyes tearing at the beauty of
nature's sounds through musical poetry in many
languages - words of love translated into works
of art, Italianly.
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You