RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Steady Rapid Drumming - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Feeling steady beats of the drummer touching the very
inside of my soul, loving the intensity and liveliness
jumping into my being.
Sliding and coasting downhill, going into and out of many
dimensions through intellect, enjoying the ride immensely,
taking every step as I walk into poetical rhythms.
Coming faster and faster into my mind, allowing the beats
to dictate the words I'm writing into this poem, being so
distinctly quick and avid.
Nothing able to stop me as I continue writing rapidly with
thoughts never stopping, totally infusing my mind and in-
tellect fluidly without any effort.
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