Unwritten Poetry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Unwritten Poetry



Music talking to my soul with it's exquisite taste,
languorously vibrating my soul in an interior peace.
Swiftly carrying me down rivers of rhythm into
volumes of unwritten poetry, awaiting it's time in
musical beats and etudes of long-lasting heredity.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: music,poetry
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