RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Shadows falling against buildings, those of our American
flag, swirling about, letting it fly above our republic
freely.
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An unconditional love has me by the heart, not wanting
to let it go, filling me explicitly.

Only feelings of truth giving an energy, wanting to be
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Water under the bridge, life moves forward, taking me
with it, turning rhythms into poetry without a single
thought.
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Sincere and being appreciated interiorly, walking into
the light of another universe, believing in the goodness
of humanity and people everywhere.
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Strolling along avenues of creativity, adjusting thoughts
to attitudes, automatically climbing inside, knowing that
life is an exciting adventure.
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Rocking into the afternoon, happiness filling my soul,
an energy building ever higher, placing emotions on
an inner tower where they laugh and jump into pools
of water below, enjoying themselves.
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Having to go deep within, feeling sorrow and sadness
holding onto each other through loss in life of loved
ones.
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Steadily strumming, letting measures of time disappear
into a morning sun, leaving thoughts in chords to be
played through rhythms.
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Totally filled with wonder and emotion, rolling forward
like a train on tracks across the U.S., it's purpose be-
ing tied to rhythms.
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Staccato sounds touching this mind, stepping in time,
finding they are going to be put into poems of certain
topics.
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