RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching trees waving happily as I sit here at Wendy's
enjoying a frosty and decaf coffee.

Smiling at the energetic way in which nature beckons,
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All languages blend musically into poetry, full
of splendid images.
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Gathering oceans of thought
while being tossed and waved
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Insinuating circumstances foretell life's predictions
on hazy boards of education.
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Filling angrily with frustration, wanting to lash out
and get rid of this abiding feeling.
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Respecting the pace of wisdom, following it's heartbeat,
bringing joy to inner spirits.
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Silently detouring through
a mind full of mundane work.
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Wishes becoming reality, spreading themselves
throughout life, giving much pleasure.

Soothing rhythms soaring into spiritual domains
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Strutting melodies easily taking me along trails of
deserts in arid places of my mind.

Secret corners taking me into them without fear that
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