Severing Thoughts Of Loneliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Forwarding rhythms into categories of altruism.
Finding the interior of somnolent voices kept
in dreams and allocated in extremes of talented
byways.
Talking of tones in hallways of fortunate
experiences, always figuring formulas mathematically,
never swerving from an essence, continuing within me.
Severing the thoughts of loneliness as I sit in a
crowd of people, listening to 'Crown King' play our
hearts out.
Filling us with songs of life, letting us examine
memories from when they were first begun in rhythm's
beginnings.
Solitarily leaving edges of life to wander terrain of
tomorrow.