RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sun filtering through, touching me warmly with it's
cuddling glow.
Brightly standing about, treating all of nature to
it's generous thoughtful food of life.
...

Figuratively swinging through life on a tire swing,
remembering what it was like to be a child growing
up.
...

Tickling softly, ivories of my mind, letting music
filter through the silence, ethereally.
Cuddling closely, heart and soul move magically
across my mind, dancing to inner rhythms which are
...

Sleeping soundly, listening to adaptations of heaven
as life drifts it's way.
Spirals revolving around sunbeams as I lay sleeping
peacefully.
...

Torrential downpours caving in upon this deserted island
of a being, taking away vestiges of serenity, replacing
them with a facetious sort of aplomb.
...

Washing thoughts with a winter rain
falling upon us.

Watching it's intensity fill earth
...

Lonely highways, miles flying by, nothing much mattering
as my mind escapes within itself.

Designs and possibilities of newly created ideas continue
...

Meanings coming about in different modes of musical talent,
increasing memory and infiltrating ingenuity with an inner
illumination of divine intervention.
...

Mind wandering aimlessly around the room, watching and
observing everything that is going on.

Alighting on a gentleman, named Tom, having gotten to
...

Living inn a world filled with pretenders, casting lies
and illusions all about, trying to trick our minds into
believing they're not greedy, corrupt and evil.
...