RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sun setting over darkened mountains, standing tall on the
western horizon.

Loving the beauty they express constantly day and night,
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Pleasure filling me with each new invigorating rhythm,
it's tempo tickling imagination with it's rapid beats,
animating inner thoughts.
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Crossing words in puzzles, figuring out their definitions
and placing letters correctly into squares on boards made
of paper.
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Pounding rhythms bringing light, colors and music onto
inner sheets of rhythm, writing it all down meticulously.

Never losing sight of it as it plays incessantly in this
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Throughout the night, listening to church bells pealing
in the atmosphere.

Quietly, yet ringing their rhythms far and wide, setting
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Major and minor chords shining and sounding through
the night, touching stars above and setting their
minds twinkling with thoughts of another life.
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Intense, vibrations touching this mind throughout time in
life, set aside for living and breathing.

Everything coming together, playing with energy of an outer
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Remembering feelings and thoughts of death, not wanting
to come back, wanting to stay forever where I felt that
I belonged in heaven.
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Sorrow being poured into my being like milk into a glass,
opaque and cold to the touch of intellect, watching as it
slowly engulfs every fiber and particle of my being.
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Fulfilling inner spirits, recharging batteries of
intellect with nature's essence, pulling me from
the abyss of nothing.
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