RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Strumming the violin of my heart with the bow of my soul,
creating and composing heavenly songs filled with the
aroma of the Divine.
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Articulating a lifetime in poetry, tying every moment to
the one before it, culminating in life's story and told
poetically through music's rhythm.
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Thinking about life and it's tangled emotions flowing
from our every experience through the years, at times
wondering how our minds and bodies become so attuned
to them.
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Sounds touching this mind so daintily with delicate
tones, notes and rhythms, altogether enticing many
thoughts to flow spirally through intellect.
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Twinkling like starlight in my mind, teasing me with
little rhymes of childhood as I write intimately of
life's reality.
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For every tree that's planted a forest begins to sprout
in minds of those planting them.

Imagining the beauty of nature being wafted in a breeze,
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Music playing melody's tones, sounding like a saw going
back and forth in between other steady streams of rhythms.

An enticing and tempting equation beating against my mind
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Being taunted by melodies as I write, tempting rhythms
and taking every fiber and particle of my being into
interior fathoms of my life.
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Talking through rhythms being listened to, translating
it into prose constantly, loving the beautiful tones
and notes heard.
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Energetically feeling the creative electricity filling
me entirely with positive moods and attitudes, never
ceasing to be amazed at the great difference it makes
in my life.
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