RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Staccatoly moving through intense rhythms of wipe out being
played by Neil.

Such intense beats and tempos, taking us into circumferences
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Traveling down the road, looking to see sights never seen
before, always ready for a new adventure, wanting to learn
and explore everything.
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Hopping to the melody of a new experience, adhering to the
majestic beauty of outer limits.

Taking all exhilaration and liveliness into the atmosphere,
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Stepping quickly into the skating area of life, where
adventures and discoveries are open and inviting.

Shining bright lights into interior beauty watching
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Crying incessantly into the atmosphere, not caring if anyone
sees, living in abject loneliness even though people are all
around.
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Singing along to rhythms of interior blues, going into lonely
corridors of abandonment.

Having sweet dreams of yesterday, not wanting them to end,
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Quickly and rapidly, moving to rhythms shaking within,
taking notes, running, never allowing them to wander,
keeping them to inner tempos that are beating within.
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Changing attitudes and moods with different songs, melodies
and rhythms.

Tending to allow happiness to increase into proportionate
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Reciting many lines from past poems, letting them
live again in other's memories.

Long life has a particular meaning in some areas,
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Signature rhythms calling, writing in depths of talented
thoughts, cancelling out any negative ones that may be
hanging around.
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