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
shoulders.
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.