RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Solemn, quiet voices reigning in a spiritual sensation that
now is enveloping this poet, an uncanny feeling of comfort
and solace, thriving within this being.
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Puzzles always coming together, sending pictures to a photo-
graphic memory, fields of innate landscapes and portraits al-
ways being seen in an open and trusted mind.
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Thrilling to moments of music that strums to the beat of
this heart, giving feelings of energy and purpose to a
willing mind and intellect.
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Living in spaces of spherical dimensions within, feeling a
freedom that captivates this mind, bringing it towards a
new enlightenment.
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Family is all-important whether or not you get along, for your
roots are intertwined from the moment of conception, even
though very few people connect those almost invisible thoughts.
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Rolling down lanes through a forest when younger, school
age to be exact, walking alone, down a mile long dirt road
to the bus stop.
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Excitement filling this poet totally, thinking that today
is going to be the best day of my life, never wanting this
feeling to disappear.
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Life is living freely in this poetical being, having learned
to use every sense, neuron, synapse within mind and intellect
since being born.
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Thinking magically in lines of poetry, having fun while enter-
taining self interiorly, at times going steady for two or three
days in a row, not eating, or sleeping.
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Moving through words, ideas, thoughts and definitions,
making up words and their meanings just for fun, then
placing each of them in a poem of their own.
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