RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Regarding the sorrow sitting in my heart and mind, watching it hide within itself with no infiltration from outside sources.
Finally placing everything into what needs to be expressed and related to all those around.
Allowing all to recite from interior voices, giving no quarters, just finalizing the movement with echoes.
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Listening to 'Take Cover', a band playing at Buddy Stubbs.
Rocking us to the core, giving renditions of old songs in the present.
Collating the rhythms into poetical music befitting a mind of imagination.
Topping off every tone with exciting elevations of rhythm.
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Calmly interacting with rhythm as it calculates itself
into measures given in accounts of poetical existence.
Singling exact etudes into a quarry of valuable minerals,
being exercised and excised through chemical solutions.
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Revolving through doors of intuition,
finding many spheres of extra-sensory
perception, unfolding in my mind,
giving all sorts of visions to my heart.
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Thoughts being written as they enter my mind,
evaluating whatever I'm seeing myself.
Going together with a blend of color as it
turns all thoughts into a rainbow of energy.
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Choosing melodies of yesterday's tears of sadness,
developing insider news without effort.
Sending impulses into the atmosphere, hoping to see
them return ten-fold in desires of the heart.
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Wanting to love everything in life,
knowing it can't be happening in
this entire sphere of life especially
during the festive entries of today's
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Treasuring the memories of all events in life.
Always creating the images into thought, never
giving up any of them.
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Proceeds from today's event at Buddy Stubbs are being
totally given to burn victims like my brother-in-law.
Thankful to all the firefighters for their tireless
devotion to doing good for others.
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Falling inside out,
finding myself on a road of no return.
Skeptical as can be, knowing that life
is ready to terminate my being.
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