Rhythms's Picture Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms's Picture



Nothing looks the same when rhythm enters the picture,
life explodes into many colored notes of bereavement,
taking privileges with joy in hearts of many.
Bittersweet, tantalizing taste buds of the mind are
filled with an other-worldly energy.
Sustaining interior motives, aiding in the process of
living free and independently with no thoughts of dying.

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