Unjumbling Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching products of intellect fall out onto many poetry
journals, always thinking and finding different ways of
expressing and challenging my brain in various types of
music.

Unjumbling rhythms, yet mixing them alike in vials of
chemical beekers, not afraid to mix and blend various
types of incessant thoughts.

Spirits falling constantly, never letting up, giving
many thoughts a place in literature of the future.