Taste Of Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Taste Of Sounds



Stepping into the bluened light with rhythms playing fast,
touching my spirit interiorly, feeling the taste of sounds
and tones reverberating throughout my mind.

Taking me on a journey into other atmospheres where colors
are brilliant and sating my mind with their vibrancy, every-
thing clearer, manifesting a beauty that spreads throughout
my intellect and mind.

Friday, August 19, 2016
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Daniel Brick 27 August 2016

This is what I alluding to in my comment on the previous poem. You may have entered the precincts of a new spiritual place within, or your intuition has conceived a vision of it in your future. In any case, your language makes it immediate and vivid. This is not a dream whose images dissolve in daylight, this is a vision - strong and lasting. Paul Amrod sent you message. I've been in contact with him for over a year. I've been listening to his music as well as reading his poetry. He is wonderful to talk to. Take his invitation, Roseann, he is one of the seers! !

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