RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching as mountains rise into the atmosphere, not able to
catch hold of clouds no matter how high they grow, deserts
lying below.
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Sliding into another dimension, feeling creatively with every
single sense within, taking in everything seen like a breath
of fresh air in springtime.
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Slowly pacing back and forth, enjoying aromas of the forest
filled with pine trees, succulently filling this being with
an appreciative amount of nature.
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In the darkness of this beautiful star-filled night, seeing
city lights being turned on, trying to compete with the
beauty of starlight twinkling above.
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Desert awakening, now blossoming in the dead of night, silently
portraying the nature of God while we're all sleeping peace-
fully in our beds.
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Touching keys of intellect's piano in mysteries of a mind,
one filled with innate knowledge and wisdom, arranging it
all in spheres.
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Thoughts running through a mind, participating with rhythms
in poetry, developing ideas creatively, positively identify-
ing life situations and circumstances.
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Waving thoughts back and forth, looking at them from many
different angles, trying to find the best solutions, com-
promising at times, adamant at others.
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Life, laughter, loving, taking us through to joy and happiness,
living life exuberantly and filled with peace, at times certain
circumstances come about.
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Looking through memories, watching them on videos of an interior
photographic screen, tears falling at times, filling our minds
with grief.
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