RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Writing, thinking, playing with facts, figures, formulas and
coded rhythms, enjoying doing so, finding ingenious data that
entices and captures imagination.
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Switching back and forth through rhythms, exercising brain,
synapses and neurons in new and exciting ways, capturing
thought in measures of music.
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Waiting, writing, anticipating the moments we can have lunch
with our Grandkids here at their school today, having brought
sack lunches for them and us to eat.
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Shifting back and forth through imagination and reality,
blending them when writing poetry with music, drawing
portraits and landscapes with words, definitions and
virtual meanings.
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Slowly, motionless, then catching up and surpassing rhythms
and sounds of coded music flowing throughout this mind and
matter of being.
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Safe and sound, falling into depths of an interior waterfall,
like skydiving from an airplane, exhilarating and feeling a-
live as thoughts continually enter and submerse this mind and
intellect in a creative process.
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Watching, listening to very young children as I sit here in
the office writing, waiting for lunch time and having lunch
with our Grandkids.
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Elaborate streams of serenity flowing throughout this mind
and intellect, creating feelings of peace and tranquility
throughout moments of life.
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Rhythms tapping out moments of life in patterns of explicit
mathematical formulas coded within a certain area of the
brain.
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Settled into a quiet reprieve of intellectual thoughts and
dreams of a realistic imagination, swimming through depths
of innate human nature and knowledge.
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