Stinging Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stinging Rhythms



Swarming like bees, filling spaces with a multitude of rhythms,
stinging imagination with it's splendid verse.

Fashionably attired in natural colors, soaring through repertoires
of balance and harmony.

Teaching thought, curtailing inane particles of English, combining
them into vats of verse and spreading them over the bread of life.

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