RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

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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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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Silence filling me as I watch interiorly on a screen.
Tears falling gently into a pool of atypical moderation,
sinking hurriedly into deep sections of personality,
closing off everyone else.
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Gently touching strings of my interior mind, blended with
subconscious dreams, bringing to fruition, an atmosphere
I can handle, becoming my purpose in spite of other people.
Listening carefully to other-worldly thoughts, seeking me
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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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Yellow blossoms popping out before my eyes,
brightly shining in my mind.
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Totally exhausted, here I sit, wishing I were back in bed.
Going all over town, running errands has got me down.
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