Rolling Beats Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rolling Beats



Listening to the rolling beat of an Indian drum,
being pulled into depths of it's vibrant rhythms,
loving every minute of it!

Delving quietly into staccato tones, reaching
further into intellect for ideas, concepts and
simple explanations to write into poetry.

Plenty of measures in time, delivering intense
sounds my mind can easily grasp onto, subsequent-
ly writing poetry from them.

Totally enjoying fast-paced sounds of this South
Indian music, being delivered into a spiritual
realm which no one else can interpret.

Thursday, June 23, 2016
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