RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Shaking, twisting motives into spirals of electric thought,
placating brain waves of fruitful existence.

Wandering down pathways, traveling into exotic places,
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Single file, attempting to develop past thoughts and
bring them forward into the light of the present.

Sensing every fiber of life as it floats downstream
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Diversity, the diverse hoax of the twentieth and twentieth first
centuries.

A haze, a cover-up of unsurpassed proportions, being played again
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Soaring over mountainous trails, looking down,
seeing sights from heights no one else can reach.

Precious visions taking shape from clouds of
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Choices are made constantly, preferring one thing
over another.
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Glistening teardrops forming within my mind
as music plays sorrow in songs of sadness.
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Footprints in the sand, leading to waters of heaven,
drenched in bluened colors.
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Merrily swinging in time with musical beats of talent,
exercising daily without recrimination or disuse.
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Little ones, innocent, beautiful, taking in the world as it is,
without a filter to help them recognize right from wrong.
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Instigating freedom of boundaries, relieving inner pressure
with throwing rules and orders out into space.
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