RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Music filling a nighttime beauty of sounds tucking themselves
in pockets of a mind, blissful and having moments of thoughts
that surround minds with pleasure.
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Sounds of life and laughter running about with easy, laid-back
rhythms always being matched to effervescent deserts of this
temporary life.
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Promises of the moon above are imagined in minds of lovers
wanting so much more in and from life, moments of pleasure
end up being lost in the despair of living.
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Mind always writing songs and placing them into measures of
joyful pleasure, nothing but wonderful beauty and curiosity
that continues incessantly.
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Reaching into time, looking for periods of happiness along
the rocky roads in this earthly life, expecting so many
things, being disappointed when never coming to fruition.
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Sliding and skating across the dance floor of life, enjoying
whatever is being played while dancing in the twilight, hold-
ing onto precious memories.
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Slowly dancing, music popping in tune with an early morning
sunshine, making it hot, a symptom of an active imagination
that never shuts down begins anew each day.
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Spending time with nieces and nephews, having conversations of
what each of us remembers about one another when very much
younger.
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Thinking in circles of genuine rhythms throughout life,
recognizing periods of time, matching the music with
what we were doing at that exact moment.
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Feeling delight and joy deeply within, letting go of secrets
that've been hidden for so long, memories that have been etch-
ed in mind and intellect through the years.
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