RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rhythms and music making me smile, running throughout the
desert of my soul, finding respite in faith of religion,
spirituality giving serenity.
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Climbing mountains in my mind, reaching heights no one else
can, feeling free and liberated daily, loving feelings of
rebellion it gives to me.
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Sudden beating of the drums enfolding me quickly into their
rhythms, exciting and thrilling every sense from the inside
out, being treated to a wonderful surprise.
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Marching into rows of melodies that mimic memories already
etched within this poet's mind, written indelibly on inner
photographic screens.
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Combing through many thoughts with rhythmic precision,
waves crashing over me, filled with sounds of life that
entice and take me away.
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Slowly cruising by on rhythms of yesterday, memories being
recycled through replaying of music, stepping in time,
coming together, finding pleasure intellectually.
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Swinging with steady beats throughout the morning and early
afternoon, placing a sequence of other-worldly periods on
display for my mind to see.
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Energizing within, taking every opportunity to write in
depths of self-realization and intellect, watching, learn-
ing and doing.
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Energizing within, taking every opportunity to write in
depths of self-realization and intellect, watching, learn-
ing and doing.
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Frolicking and playing in fields of music, watching it ebb
and flow like a river into the ocean before me, tantalizing
possibilities, daring to challenge every thought coming alive.
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