RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Settling happily into moments of joy while writing to the
minutest note being played, listening intently, wanting
music turned up louder and lights down lower.
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Satisfying melodies taking this mind on a journey of in-
tellectual meaning and definition, a perfect captivating
moment that keeps rotating in spheres.
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Rocking along on a merry-go-round of intense music,
enjoying its tantalizing energy being emitted through
each and every note.
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Rendezvous with time, as rhythms bring them out into the
open where they can be seen and delight found in them, a
postage stamp of approval on this poetical mind.
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Being escorted down back alleys and avenues of delight that
have been hiding in spaces of neverland, imagination taking
memories onto measures of chords that outrun lives of en-
tertainers everywhere.
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Sparkling and glittering in depths of the Wagon Yard
where everyone is having a grand time, holding hands,
arms wrapped around one another in bonds of love.
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Recognition of notes being played too sharply on stage,
yet slowly fading into melodies that remain motionless
like waves upon the surface before crashing on shore.
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Moods of pleasure now flowing like lava from a volcano,
insisting on being listened to all night through.

Melodies enticing this brain to move and groove with
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Hearts breaking in two, because life is so unfair,
separating our lives through the miles, no fault
of our own.
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Letting go of one another yesterday, but keeping in touch,
missing what we had shared through a time-tested and un-
conditional love that would not die.
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