Wild Spirits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Moonlight serenades filling the atmosphere here at
Renegade Motorcycles.

Wild spirits being tamed by drumming of a perfect
rhythm in a band filled with talent.

Innately being inspired within their souls, tapping
out their intellect without stopping or slowing down.

Rushing upon me like waves in a storm, crashing,
rising, knocking me down over and over.

Titillating inner desires, wanting to be acknowledged
in the literature of poetry.