Roadways Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping in time to rhythms, feeling alright, watching
scenery go by as I continue to walk down the roadways
of life.

Treading off and on them, depending on what I happen
to see along the way, adjusting and aligning to melodies
being played right now.

Knowing the beats as they protrude into incessant tones
of intellect, going along with whatever comes into being,
poetry always being written with the music's rhythms.

Nothing else going through this mind, just a waterfall
cascading through intellect, giving the words by which I
continue to write poetry, telling the world everything
I see and do.