RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rounding out memories in a fast-paced rhythm,
tasting their essence as it pyramids above
intellect, challenging the existence of an
interior knowledge.
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Taking places in rhythms that are racing through my
mind, leaving the finish line way behind.

Rising above levels of an adjacent future, wanting
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Switching gears, finding the pace steady and gaited,
watching carefully along the way, being silent, not
wasting any energy on things that don't even matter.
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Listening to music from India, building itself within
intellect totally and selectively.

Creating an extraordinary amount of ideas, sliding
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Standing by, watching a friend go through so many hard-
ships in life.

Talking, letting to him honestly tell me everything he
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Catching onto rhythms that live within my being,
loving to feel them as they reach deftly into the
essence of my brain.
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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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