RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Gathering resources from within, knowing interiorly
that summer is here and in full swing.
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Likely aspects taste savory to appetites of subconsciousness,
unlike any other activity outside realms of imagination.
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Releasing pent up energy, quieting my soul in contemplation
of life's moments past and gone.
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Swinging on ropes, hanging from mazes in my mind,
loving the feelings it brings to the foreground.
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Shifting sides of imagination's brain, brings about
surprises of a novel approach.
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Hankering for melodies to touch sorrow growing within,
shielding myself from deep emotional turmoil.
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Relating truths to depths of subconsciousness, bringing forth
idealic situations to write from.
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Continually seeing words cross my imagination when
music plays outside.
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Closing ends of thought with visions of beautiful
ideas.
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Strangely at ease, striving to keep calm
and serene over the years through writing
of poetry on moment of timeless space.
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