RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Standards are nonexistent in music when rhythms play,
taking me away in their sounds, giving pleasure in
each measure.
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Rhythms taking me away, filling my mind with thoughts
illuminating and spreading them like cream cheese into
my mind.
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Black clouds coming in fast across the sky, warning
us ahead of time that it will be raining and storming
soon.
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Walking with feelings of loneliness and abandonment,
experiencing and letting them have their way for a
little while.
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Foot loose, fancy free, living in a
creative world that I alone create.

Feeling satisfaction while watching
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Falling into creative atmospheres, catching hold
of all ideas as they drop from rhythms into my mind.

Rocking tones and sounds, taking them carefully into
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Running through life with a positive attitude, always
waking up in a good mood, enjoying being alive, doing
what I love.
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People all over the world are essentially decent and
respectful towards Americans, and I for one, appreciate
it.
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Seriously thinking about younger days filled with
promise and hope, having done many things that were
dangerous and exciting, wishing I could still do
what I did then.
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Resetting priorities throughout life is necessary,
yet at times we are stressed and suffering for some
reason or another.
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