RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Drifting downstream, nowhere to go, just floating without
any thoughts.

Feeling sad and lonely within, not able to grasp hold of
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Stressed to the maximum, inner peace needs to be recharged,
fighting with computer glitches and redoing formats gets
on even steel nerves after a while.
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Crazy and inane rhythms being sung just because of
the humor existing within it's essence.

An enjoyable pleasure, consuming my mind, taking
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Stepping onto the train of rhythm, collapsing onto the caboose,
trying to hold onto the tightly enclosed rhythms enclosing me
with the essence of a wonderful life of nature.
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Folding within, going numb, living on edges of the fabric
of life, nowhere to go if letting go of it.

Only falling into depths of an interior misery, encapsula-
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Softly, slowly, recognizing all beats of my heart as they
find their way into this mind.

Resistance is low, yet fulfilling the purposes needed to
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Spheres angling themselves into different dimensions, allowing them to alter their appearances, yet remaining the same.

Solutions of future explanations are being corrected and filed, completing many novel facets of intriguing mysteries, taking precedence in the future of logical expressions.
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Capturing my attention, lines and angles surround my mind
with their textures and accents.

Combining all elastic colors into the equation allows
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Robotically moving about, thinking slowing down to inter
itself within, on an aging coastline.
Surfing alongside death, keeping a watchful eye on waves
of it's demise in a timely manner.
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