RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Slapping drums, beating rhythms as they become in times
and measures, awaiting future fast-paced notes now being
written into lines of verse.
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Waiting silently, listening to music of India while
sitting here writing.

Being non-plussed and energetic, loving the sounds
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Regulated beats touching intellect, giving an exquisite
rhythm to my mind.

Steady and brilliant, taking me on an excursion into
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Rushing into depths of India through it's tantalizing
music, loving it's sounds and extraordinary beats as
they clasp my mind.
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Rising with waves upon the ocean surface, gliding and
rolling over it, then suddenly crashing and frothing
upon sands of the shore.
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Flowing with rhythms, going inward more often than
not, developing strength and energy to be able to
cope with every day stress and turmoil in this
earthly life.
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Sitting here listening to music, but hearing
many conversations all around me.

At times doing this just because I am able to,
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Quietly reminiscing, seeing images of the past
with good and bad memories coming to light again.

Loving to see them, even though at times they are
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Reading photographic screens as I sit here writing,
seeing thoughts flowing, capturing them in intellect.

Writing them out in quiet, gentle detailed prose,
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Reserving time to sit and think, pondering many things
in this life, being always curious and wanting to know
what exactly life is all about.
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