Speaking Through Rhythm's Years Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Majestic and beautiful, rhythms of Foreigner fit
right in with the poetry of my being.

Living in the beats as notes are played in mind's
of intellect.

Finding expressions of myself in the tempos hiding
underneath melodies being played and spoken to my
heart each time I listen to music close to
imagination's mind.

Keeping all of melodies inside forever, placing them
in poetry I write, coding them explicitly so that no
one else can figure them out except myself.

Speaking through the years in depths of rhythm I have
selected to keep words safe from infringement.