RoseAnn V. Shawiak Food Poems

Watching workers in back of the counter, seeing them
slacking, not doing their jobs in a timely manner.
Talking, joking, cooks not cooking, taking their time
to make sandwiches, not getting some orders right.
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Rolling down streets full of cars,
taking people into realms of other dimensions,
feeling their ways in foggy mists of yesterday's memories.
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Sun filtering through, touching me warmly with it's
cuddling glow.
Brightly standing about, treating all of nature to
it's generous thoughtful food of life.
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Music explaining and also interpreting everything experienced, learned and created in this very poetical mind, giving people the world over food for thought - even enemies of the U.S.A.

Music is a universal language and when writing poetry, interpreting it into many poems being written every day throughout life incessantly.
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Tantalizing and energetic, music providing food for thought,
always giving extra portions to relieve stress and tension
through their easy-going rhythms.
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Dancing together, holding onto love, enticing beautiful
memories to unfold before them.
Lasting steps taking them beyond the music playing,
giving them food for life in visions of happiness, as
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Silently writing while thoughts dance wildly about this
mind, enticing and alluring ideas to unfold from the
most unusual places.
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Living in a dream world that's been turned into reality
through Divine intervention, giving this poet an innate
talent and love of music, poetry and art.
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Rhythms running like natives on a hunting trek, foraging for food
for everyone in the jungle, searching, looking for whatever will
satisfy everyone's appetite.
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Finding entrances into other places secreted away, always
opening at my insistence, wanting to discover whatever is
in pages of this mind.
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Music begins, a smile appears on my face, showing pleasure
as I'm listening to it, a joy that's been with me through-
out the years.
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