When Music Was Evolving Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking into the distant future, listening to music of
Bruce Springsteen, enjoying it's beat and tempo, being
energized in the interim.

Loving the past when music was evolving from olden days
to more modern rock and roll, exact and time-ridden,
filling measures of each rhythm with fascinating chords.

Lengthy sounds touching this mind with effervescent tunes
of life and it's beauty, seen in musical interludes, always
on the look-out for insistent beats to turn my moods around.