RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Poetical Visions - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Saxophone, clearly calling me into it's musical
realms with insistent beckoning rhythms.
Hoisting happiness and tantamount joy onto it's
Touching incredible mind-awakening discussions
with blissful co-existence, holding silent rhythms
of poetical visions.
Watching images unfolding in circular patterns
creating beauty ensconced in mosaics, put together
in moments of imagination's creations for future
thoughts of togetherness.
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