RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Calmly thinking, letting
thoughts travel their own
routes.
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Rattlesnakes of thought, coiled and ready to strike
depths of imagination's intellect.

Letting the poison of reason fill corners, changing
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Early morning sun shining in through glass windows,
climbing the stairs, leaving shadows upon some of
the steps as it goes up.
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Still life painting of fauna growing haphazardly
all over the canvas, contained only by the frame
surrounding it's beauty.
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Intense feelings sitting back on their haunches,
watching for an opening to come out upon the
desert of imagination.
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Stringed melodies flow continually through being,
taking solo journeys out of this dimension and
into a whole new one, inviting discovery of it's
essence.
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Dancing in morning sunshine, all of nature flows in rhythms
of it's own.

Never deviating from it's flights of fancy, nurturing and replenishing everything through the death of other entities
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Watching angles being illuminated
from different sources of life.

Some manmade - others from sunlight
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Specifically being defined in artistic
prisms and delicate crystals of energy's
particles, being created in minds of
creative processes and left to their
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Quiet silence filling auras and visions of
talented musicians, as they play upon a
stage in front of us.
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