Whispering Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Whispering Rhythms



Slinging back and forth, folding and unfolding my heart
while waiting in anticipation of another day in writing.

Intently listening to rhythms, whispering kindly in coded
notes.

Anticipating the journey of coloring and fantastic depths
of their hues, collecting in this mind.

Socially interpreting music of my soul, being taken from
innermost gifts of talent and placed in many compositions
of prose.

Monday, September 29, 2014
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