RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Taking me into depths of excited inspiration with all senses being opened and responsive.
Receiving the information from my surroundings and placing it in musical interludes just to be played within imagination.
Delving quietly into every rhythm, letting it take me away into distant lands of beautiful tones.
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Watching nature as it blows a steady morning breeze across the desert.
Reviving and refreshing everything, including me, in this exciting space of earth.
Stepping in every facet presented to me through nature, writing away in fantasies of imagination.
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Reading my mind, watching developing thoughts grow into prose and delicate stories of who I was and am.
Taking videos throughout the years, never forgetting a single moment in picturesque ideas, set in constant portraits before my mind.
Delicately folding all matter into many albums, treasured interiorly forever.
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Ringing in the complacent mood I'm gathering - live music hitting my being.
Sololy portraying life as I write, giving an essence to everything I see here in poetry.
Slashing and sliding up and down a guitar, giving me such exquisite feelings that I never want to die, only live to hear it for all eternity.
Music causing me to dive into realms of imagination as I move constantly forward in processions of poetical musings.
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Searching through many ideas, inventing things as I go along with
peaceful thoughts being generated in my mind.
Never leaving anything to chance, beginning with a word of
happenstance.
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Listlessly listening to small talk, making comments from time to time, hoping the conversation would soon be over.
Trying to be polite, not interested in what's being said, wanting only to listen to the music being played by the band.
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Listening intently to patterns of density in rhythms, and locating inner portraits of yesterday's tomorrow.
Following exacting measures, counting every beat with precision and holding on to musical interludes everlastingly.
Brightened illumination creases my mind, unfolding it openly to be seen in timeless harmonies.
Always sitting on edges, bringing up many views of life that I can see and express.
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