RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Gold and black balloons filled with helium,
not much different than the politicians who
are full of hot air.
Sitting in the sun, waiting for gems of
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Drawings for bags holding a cup and tee-shirt
carrying the cafe's name of Phoenix Perks.
Channel eleven taping this ceremony to air on
television.
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Beauty in motion, dancing on air, creating grace
that we can all see in a vision before our eyes.

Flowing movements, flexible, articulate and truly
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Walking sideways down, at evening's light,
traipsing across deserts and mountains.
Listening to nature's tones reach out to
every sense and feeling secreted inside,
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Releasing energy into the universe,
watching it grow larger as it returns
into a subconsciousness of delight
and surprise.
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Blueness of sensory perception fill my mind
with nature, innate and calming.
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Songs of Elvis Presley still resound throughout
the world in spaces of congregation.
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Style and movement continuously touch my mind
as it creates moods and differences in life's
circle of musical talent.
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Wishing and hoping to be together for an eternity,
holding one another closely, afraid to breathe too
hard as it may push us too far apart.
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Lacking in social graces many children find themselves
being made fun of, ruining their self-esteem and
confidence.
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