RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Walking along silent pathways through nature, finding
placating rhythms striving to catch up with interior
harmonies.
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Waltzing in rhythms of delicate feelings, getting into
the edges of life, letting the sounds of energy fulfill
this beautiful essence that fills my being.
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Listening quietly to the ending of another episode in life,
daintily touching the passion just beneath the surface of
our enticing love.
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Sounds of excitement coming hurriedly in and out of
melodies, being drummed to, finding the equality of
life hidden in throes of rhythm.
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Island in the midst of storm clouds, separated by sunlight,
peeking all around, one lone black cloud in the sky, entic-
ing my mind.
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Circling the campfire of this mind, watching embers being
blown about by the wind.

Flowing out across the darkened night sky, finding their
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Delivering rhythms into intellect, choosing automatically
what to write without having a single thought gathered
around.
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Watching clouds being pushed quickly across the sky by
a winter wind.

Seeing blackened clouds getting ready to pour down upon
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Wringing the life out of people, banks stealing what little
money we get from social security.

A law needed to be passed, making it illegal for banks to
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Walking through this life having the same old things
continuing to happen, stealing from the poor seems to
have been see as alright to shoe who have plenty of
money.
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