Absorbed in familiar rhythms by Ivan Donn Carswell
Absorbed in familiar rhythms, carillon of senses steeped in good vibrations, surrounded by musical beat pulsing potently in avidly articulated veins, moving heated blood faultlessly, delivering its purity into a reservoir of deep power, preserving a cadence of fractured drumbeat accurately with timeless ocean sounds wound effortlessly in an eager counterpoint, breathing a relaxed coda, witnessing a rhythmic inspiration, all tolling the same true song. Feet tap to the old tunes, fingers rap common themes as the words roll free in schematic indignation. These are scenes driven by racing guitars pouring the sounds of the surf back into my soul, beating anxiously alongside my heart, renewing my energies. ©I.D. Carswell
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