RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Crisscrossing thoughts touching my mind in a parallel world of imaginational ideas.
Softly encouraging me to travel further into recesses of generated images from beyond and before.
Catching everything in a dream - catcher, pictures of what the future will bring.
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Following my mind down pathways of rhythm,
trying to get away from the senseless
feelings of abandonment by a dear friend.
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City of Phoenix is a lie - an illusion - run by
incompetents and derisive fools.
Leaving nothing to the imagination as workers
lie, cheat and steal from the public.
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Technical sounds emanating from Indian music, taking me rapidly
into a peculiar rhythm, lifting senses into heights of rapture.

quality of tones allows intellect to migrate into another domain,
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Family together for my birthday - 62nd - and friends.
Having a great time with all the people at the cafe.
Singing Karaoke, playing music, enjoying melodic
rhythms.
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Soothing thoughts play around inside my mind,
touching and reaching heart and soul with
gentle life-giving rhythms.
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Touching nature through musical memories,
watching my Granddaughter on the front
lawn as she happily waves her arms excitedly -
when she sees a butterfly flying around the
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Shadows branching and crossing lawns of green,
mown down and looking neat and trim.

Glad are shadows, with freedom to crawl over
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Reaching towards exhibits of interior dimensions,
hoping to blend them with what is already within.
Touching my soul with absolute silence and becoming
narrowed constantly as it fits quietly in spaces of
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