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RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Nightmarish Dreams


Continually rising above all catastrophes on earth,
not letting anything stand in the way of writing daily.
Even on a death bed, words will flow out.
Loving to see what I'm writing as it forms in pictures
in my mind.
Oblivious to outside influences, keeping in tune with
an inner rhythm all my own.
Gifted beyond measure, using them to fulfill my purpose
on this earth.
Camouflaging nightmarish dreams of the past in poetical
visions attuned to innate fuses.
Sojournly moving forward, keeping all senses in tact,
nothing standing in the way - not even past strife.
Allocating measures of intense emotions to precise
words with exact definition.

Submitted: Saturday, November 16, 2013

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  • Valsa George (11/17/2013 3:34:00 AM)

    'Allocating measures of intense emotions to precise
    words with exact definition.'

    This is what poetry is supposed to do! A real poet is oblivious to outside influences and keeps in tune with an inner rhythm! Greatly enjoyed! ! (Report) Reply

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