RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Turntables of existence, bringing me into circles of intense focus, allowing no interference in my way of thinking.
Difficult decisions always being put off in place of listening or playing music for my interior peace of mind.
Calmly attaching self to serenity of prayer, leading me into circles of hope and faithful endeavors.
Situating myself on edges of patterns, looking for any matches in words of sentences, so I may bring an extraordinary aspect to old ways of thought.
Colliding with the future, I present myself as the poet of infinite ideas in poetical melodies on furthest shores of life's wisdom.
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