RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Emotional Content


Securely set in past aisles of picturesque images, carrying on with an excitement of musical aptitude.
Thinking on edges of consciousness, behaving as if I'm in a world of dreams where only I can choose the ones I want.
Solidly portraying views through an assortment of poetry filtering into my mind from above.
Listening carefully to emotional content, writing it intentionally into prose.

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, April 29, 2013
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  • Bri Edwards (10/12/2013 3:38:00 PM)

    sorry, not my cup of tea, but thanks for sharing. is there one poem in particular you have on ph which you would suggest for me to read? :) have a nice day. (Report) Reply

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