RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Silently, absently, watching people come and go, placing
thoughts in intellect, gently, delicately like a seed
growing, maturing out of sight, in moments of measured time.
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Jointly and separately we wend our way though life, having
adventures, discovering new things along the way, everyone
following their own path of destiny.
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Life has hit the fast track and is climbing into another
entirely new atmosphere filled with exciting, refreshing
examples of a new way of thinking.
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Traveling inner highways, looking at picturesque landscapes,
as I wander through intellect, seeing fascinating mathemati-
cal formulas and equations relating to medical technology and engineering.
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Sounds of pleasure coming from musical rhythms, delighting
my mind with their vitality and perfect sense of mathematics,
exquisite and pure.
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Scattering thoughts like jacks upon the floor of intellect,
my mind enjoying this all-inclusive game of destiny and
pleasure.
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Standing in the light of spirituality, listening through
the silence, feeling it's intensity touching the Divine
within.
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Capturing reflections of a silvery light, finding it's
designs striking and awesome, like a kaleidoscope fill-
ing this mind with colorful patterns.
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Playing with colorful music and rhythm's tempos, having a
great time, joyful and pleasurable, thoughts jumping and
dancing to rapid melodies.
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Decorating heart and soul through poetry, finding ideas and
words through musical rhythms, touching upon intellect to
take me soaring into other dimensions.
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