RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Hearts and stones at times being alike, depending on how
we love wholeheartedly or not at all.

Touching us softly, our hearts respond quietly silently,
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Reaching into consciousness, trying to figure out the
truth of reality and where it stems from.

Bringing reality into passages of imagination, noticing
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Immediate and intense rhythms focus my mind on a
waterfall cascading and falling into depths of an
everlasting peace.
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Looking at mountains sitting quietly, peacefully and
serene, sharing their innate natural spirit with my
soul.
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Majestic and energetic, listening to music, a female
voice singing into the atmosphere, clear and vibrant.

So reverberating, touching my soul and mind with an
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Shadow of an umbrella, standing guard, making sure sun-
light does not touch or burn my light skin.

Listening to rhythms, watching bikers set up booths and
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Life is a gift to be opened slowly and meaningfully,
treasuring every moment given to you.

Walking pathways of destiny and fate, doing good for
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Walking western streets with boots and spurs on,
strutting down horse-lined sidewalks, enjoying
being the cowgirl that I have grown up to be in
Phoenix, Arizona.
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Kicking up dust, having fun, listening to rocking music
that takes my soul to heaven and back.

A mere poet, sitting here, enjoying other people's talent
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People getting up to dance, having fun, line dancing
among other things.

Rallying and joining together, stepping into rhythms
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