RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Settled into a crossword for life, factoring in words according to many differing meanings, keeping my mind in working order.
Imagination filters through, giving new ideas for solving puzzles of humanity, choosing from myriads of intellectual endeavors along pathways of life.
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Basking in details, gathering them like leaves being raked into piles of entertainment.
Sending messages with increasing intensity so they may be written down in books of history.
Tolling african signs as they race between pages of documentation, accruing wisdom as it flows downhill into ponds of learning.
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Crossroads enter mind images now and then,
adding elements of adventure to experiences
containing some enjoyment over the years.
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Bending, swaying, taking in every nuance and step of rhythm on floors of dancing.
Choosing parties of movement, taking motion to depths of ocean abysses, standing on edges of everlasting tides.
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Wines flowing from somewhere in the atmosphere above, loosening tongues quickly with expert tenacity.
Secrets told and spread about, chastising those in the wrong, praising all others for being themselves and having truth buried within wherever they go.
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Tackling problems through an intellect of choice, selecting many purposes to alleviate past hurts and develop them into future hope and dreams until midnight's of life come to pass.
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Contentment sitting on faces of elderly chorus members,
singing at a pace of serenity.
Totaling measures of years, placing them in songs of
yesteryear.
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People disguised as clubs, groups, etc. - individually traveling alone on their own paths of destiny.
Running into others who have ideas like their own, melding minds for moments in time, then wending ways back to single, solo journeys.
Always searching for answers, beginning anew as questions arise.
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Pounding regular rhythms on synapses of my brain, selecting choices of meanings hidden beneath prose in disguises of reality.
Bringing them out subconsciously through imagination's lasting creativeness.
Putting energetic voices to words in sentences, playing into hands of fateful decisions of future moments towards death on earth.
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