RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Short and to the point, poetry is so concise, loving to
write it for those reasons.

Finding music interpreting it into prose, because it's
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Entertaining thoughts of fantasy, wanting to feel
happiness from within, instead of watching tele-
vision or something else.
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Separating time into selections of visions, wanting
them to be timeless only.

Letting them come alive and light up this mind with
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Freedom ringing through our nation in spite of efforts
of a few people to cause racial problems across our
country.
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Mornings break over the horizon, cracking open the sun
over our earth, spreading it's yolk of heat, spilling
rays over the surface of Phoenix, Arizona.
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Stepping across many boundaries in life, stopping us
from realizing our promises in destiny.

Watching the horizon for signs of nature to commit to
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Creating invisible formulas, testing them through
imagination, letting them be placed in forums of
fantasy.
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Rushing through a nighttime atmosphere, looking up
into the starlit sky, wondering if our wishes are
really being heard by them.
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Looking at panoramic views of picture thoughts from
one side to another, gathering in every detail seen,
knowing that each one will be written into a poem,
with no exceptions.
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Reality seems to travel down odd pathways at times,
bringing us into alleys of trash where we lost our
way at times.
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