RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Reproductions Through Music - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Running away from the latest memories and images, fast, rapid,
totally new, cannot understand reproductions brought to mind
with incessant music.
Finalizing depths of emotions, falling down slopes of
inconstant images, tearing at the walls, trying to hold on or
stop once and for all.
There are no alternatives, life begins and ends within our
brain, life-like, entering our minds daily, memories creeping
Leaving the tape recorders on, never sleeping, always on the
Forever touching the sleepiness of mindless gazing, pushing
it into the forefront of our subconscious minds.
Reaching in, touching our hearts, stirring whatever happens
to be there and focusing our entire thought in one exact
Brought up from inner depths, rising on waves of creation,
never quite settling in imagination.
Forever living, seeking plains of unforgiving futures,
prepared to leave the desert's dust behind, preferring to
forget the past.
Galloping onward, being alone and strengthened through each
delay and misfortune.
Sailing on clouds, high above ills of earth, following the
emptiness and disregard of other people.
Learning what it is to be self-taught and finding self-worth
in hidden pockets found finally along the way of everyone's
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