Tastes Of Rhythm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Handing my essence to a passion of flavor,
inducing me to come into alignment with
whatever I can pull into the light of
heavenly blue images.

Peace filling every particle and atom with
vibrant items of endeavoris thoughts.

Playing on the piano of my mind, keeping
up with every memory, never letting them
dwindle or be set aside.

Always blending and thoroughly finding
favor with tastes of rhythm.
Collecting many tones of an aura unseen in
this world.