RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Beating incessantly to rhythms of Foreigner, loving
the feelings coming across to my soul.
Awesome figures and formulas twirling in mind,
sandwiching all thinking between pages of intellect
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Staring into vacant eyes, wondering where a person's
soul is.
Hills of sand, unending horizons, raking interiorly,
beings of goodness.
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Reciprocating elements traveling on undefined highways,
searching for places to mature and grow real in.
Dancing sideways to silent melodies, guides minds that
are traversing inner universes.
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Multifaceted people, gathering together, talking,
getting to know one another.
Practical oneness beginning and ending conversations.
Starting to portray a pattern to follow, attempting
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Burned beyond recognition - a stressful day at work
has taken it's toll.
Pulled in ten different directions while nothing
got done.
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Branches dancing and curling around one another in an
evening breeze.
Testifying to amazement and wonders of God on earth.
Lively, enhanced, sap flowing through, while all the
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Weeks of unending stress have taken their toll,
writing has not been getting done because of it.
Attempting to find peace that I need within has
been difficult lately, but I continue to strive
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Reading poetry through my mind as it comes out at the
end of this pilot pen, is exhilarating, energetic and
beyond comprehension.
Life is seen through clear glass vision, seeing and
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At the pinnacle of a deep abyss, darkness surrounds
this inner world with fear.
Labeled as if a being is wear and tear, life jumps
off the edge, not thinking about where it will land.
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Enjoying peaceful quiet, no talking being done or
expected, increasing in size, roadways of imagination.

Spacious deserts, grasslands, mountains, forests,
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