RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rocking to music as water is heard being splashed through-
out mind and intellect so intensely enticing and playfully while writing poetry.

It's like riding a horse through, galloping through the desert, living an imaginational reality that no one know exists with subconsciousness.
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Faithfully living an existence on earth, always looking for ways to cope with living with a husband who has Alzheimers and refuses to take his medications.

Becoming more of a burden every day, being spiteful, mean, moody, having temper tantrums, throwing things yelling, his eyes filled with an emptiness, no love to be seen anymore.
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Reliving times through memories coming from listening to Bruce Springsteen, a favorite of this poet's, seeing positive vibes flowing from rhythms of beautiful melodies that soothe and complete feelings of serenity.

Looking forward to nature's soothing balm being one with nature all through life, not bothering to live in captivity as mind and intellect listen and write into the universe on many other dimensions.
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Aiming high, living in a very wonderful imaginational reality for hours on end, feeling an energy of positivism, mind moving quietly, serenely through many memories of yesterday.

Walking through forests, deserts, over mountains and in oceans on both sides of the U.S.A., remembering reflections of all that touched a mind.
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Introducing melodies into tacos and tequila tonight at karaoke, people singing and entertaining all of us here, voices so mellow, yet rocking us to their tunes.

Rhythms taking care to bring positive images and preparing
our minds in deepened slices of nature with every new verse being sung.
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Musical rhythms bringing peace to our hearts, tapping our souls, gathering moods and their attitudes into centers of our brains.

Pleasure totaling and finding correct rhythms and their mathematical formulas, perfect notes dangling in a poet's intellect, riding on roads into the darkness.
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Looking around, being in an environment of sacred rhythms that attach to our souls, giving them sounds that echo through the years.

Living and hearing them, loving how they're memorized automatically, an endearing volume of measures of musical rhythms.
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Racing, galloping, entering rhythms bully, heading down the last stretch while singing and tempos quickly taking off into other skies in other dimensions of life.

Having such a great time, knowing all the notes names, never ever making any mistakes while galloping down dusty trails that continually open up before us.
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Slowly, sweetly, tenderly and gently, rocking this heart with murmurs of heartfelt love always holding you within this being.

In all the years that we've been together, our dreams being shared and fulfilled in times of sacrifices, hardships and love.
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Rhythms jumping around this heart tonight, taking away any sorrow and sadness that may have been awakened by the loss and grief of our loved ones that've meant so much to us.

Through the years, giving us so much peace, joy, love and laughter, sounds of your voice singing how much you love being with me.
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