RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reeling into the evening with justifiable rhythms taking me
down trails of country western melodies, feeling upbeats
rising and swelling into my heart and soul.
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Forging into tomorrow with an intense energy that never
seems to quit, living overtime in the desert frontier,
putting life into the future of another dimension.
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Resting in your arms throughout the evening, feeling safe
and secure, knowing you're here with me, hearts beating
in unison.
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Roaming around through tantalizing rhythms, searching
through melodies and harmonies for those that are cod-
ed so they may be written into poetry.
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Streams of conversation going past into the atmosphere
surrounding me as I listen to whispers of spirituality
that gravitate into my spirit and soul.
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Going into the night, not knowing where life will lead me,
just striding forward anyway, hoping to find some semblance
of experiences left behind once upon a time.
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Looking through windows of my soul, seeing within, a bluened
light that's branching out in intellect and mind, creating a
fountain of brilliant colors and desert auras of beauty.
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Scattering leaves of thought throughout intellect,
splitting apart the wonder of earth and it's nature.

Sounds echoing loudly and then whispering in ponds
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Recklessly riding into the darkness, loneliness filling me
with an emptiness coming straight from my spirit, search-
ing for an inner energy of past years.
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Seeking a place in life where I can reside in innocent
pleasures of an exponential measure of time, being en-
lightened by rhythms as they twist and turn.
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