RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Looking through reflections of life having written books and
watching patterns that are filtered through music, composing
classical music while writing each poem.
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Holding onto thoughts of time in measures of rhythm,
balancing and taking it easy while riding constantly
into tempos of life lying in wait.
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Listening to Weird Al Yankovich, enjoying his musical
parodies very much, loving his humor as he changes the
words, giving each song a new twist.
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Watching smoke rising above the surface of the water,
being enticed by it's presence there, giving thoughts
to ponder and write about.
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Rising and falling, sleep overtaking then ebbing, giving
my mind different moods to write from, liking the beauty
of nature filling intellect.
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Significant advancements in thought processes fill me with
excitement, thrilling my mind endlessly with their progress,
seeing my mind's wit.
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Spending another Monday morning at Dr. L's, getting my I.V.,
having become pretty much a ritual over the years, keeping
me alive and energetic, giving me energy.
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Stepping into the bluened light with rhythms playing fast,
touching my spirit interiorly, feeling the taste of sounds
and tones reverberating throughout my mind.
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Sending messages into the world through poetry, touching
others deftly, silently, getting in touch with their
spirits.
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Walking pathways into the future, watching videos upon a
photographic screen as I do so, reliving the past as I
continue to move forward through a temporary destiny.
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