RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Saxophone tending to notes, gently reaching into this
mind, giving feelings of peace and serenity.

Nothing keeping me from stepping into other dimensions
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Rocking away with Bruce Springsteen, loving his poetical
lyrics and fantastic music.

Always an inspiration, coming from his intense rhythms
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Flying through skies, destinations unknown, traveling
on winds of freedom.

Totally absorbed in heaven's guiding ways, life unfolds
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Looking around earth, seeing innocent little children,
alive, vibrant and curious about everything that they
see.
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Tears falling as a sad song is being played, strumming a
guitar and singing words of a lost love.

Being heartfelt, touched by the sincerity of a great loss,
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Recognizing prospects of death as he lays his cards on
the table before me.

Knowing that he's going to take me in my sleep, no pain,
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Is this the age of reason or illogical lies and evil?

There seems to be no reasons for people to be racists,
prejudiced or hating others, it makes no sense in this
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Finding ourselves in the dead of night, wondering what
has awakened us, unable to find any reasons, logical or
otherwise to end the dilemma.
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Priming life after hours, listening to a final
song of the night at Buddy Stubbs.

Fantastic, bubbling over with total excitement,
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Life is filled with wonder and awe, giving us a map
to follow through destiny's pages.

Moving forward, taking steps into the future, heart
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