RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 18,582 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Playing While Waiting - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enjoying peace and quiet of a Tuesday morning, sitting outside in the early sun, writing to my heart's content.
Filtering rays touching me softly as I play the piano in my mind.
Satisfying myself, I play as I write, taking literature to new heights never experienced before.
Talent climbing ever higher into realms not explored or met on earth's horizon.
Silently discovering every atom sent my way as nature walks beside me, aiding my quest for adventure and risk-taking.
Becoming my poetry even as the music plays it's melodies to be written to.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Wrote this while sitting at a picnic table outside the center.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 15, 2013


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