RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sounding beats of a drum giving off vibrations and colors
that bend and twist throughout the atmosphere, giving
everyone a great time.
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Red colors fading in and out through the music as it flows
everywhere, rocking this momma, giving this heart and mind
a swinging rhythm that takes intellect inside out.
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Symbols of faith and hope selecting dreams that realize the total
essence of each person, feet stomping and stretching measures into
a silent trek.
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Cutting patterns of life in rhythms as they carouse and find beauty
popping in melodies and their fulfilling moments of tolerance.

Reaching forward, never losing step with an interior spirit that loves to practice steps of perfection while being tested.
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Looking into the future, a liveliness that's never separated from
a captivating feeling that continually opens itself to an interior
world in many dimensions.
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Losing self in corridors of an untiring sorrow, keeping us locked
within a portrait of what we've become instead of what we should be
working towards.
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Wrapped in a cocoon of peace and eternity, rising in the depths
of a faith that's innately born in our souls and spirits.

Forgiveness playing its part as we dance to musical rhythms,
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Songs bring smiles to faces as rhythms come forth, telling truths
of what has been done, listening, waiting to hear what is to be
in the future.
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Slowly getting in touch with timing of rhythms, way too slow at
first, then all of a sudden coming together, joining one another,
conjuring so many thoughts, ideas and concepts.
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Keeping time and being in synch with the band as it tears across the atmosphere in a blended rhythm, taking possibilities into the total
equation.

Raising eyebrows on faces as melodies are being formed in a silent
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