Motorcycles Riding Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Motorcycles Riding
Singing, feeling blue, touching the twilight evening with stars shining brightly from my mind.
Illiciting feelings of sadness as they touch my heart, overflowing with an empty loneliness that continues to descend upon my mind.
Walking in a darkness of daylight shadows, continuing to feel a bluened ocean of teardrops, as they rain upon me.
Noticing images from yesterday, walking away, leaving me behind in a syncopatic vision, alone, with no reasoning beyond what I have always known.
left to our imaginations to figure out.
Motorcycles Riding was written at Buddy Stubbs Harley bar-b-que. The band asked me if I could write a jazz song and I said maybe. This is part of the song - they immediately played and sang it. It took me three minutes to write lyrics and music. It was amazing, everyone loved it.
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