RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Poetically touching the inner fabric of my being and
soul, striding into depths of interior spirituality
with no qualms or doubts to cloud the way with trouble.
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Music swiftly flowing through my mind, thoughts coming
through it's sounds and melodies, delighting me no end,
florescent colors sliding about.
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Sublime and profound thoughts are continually flowing
throughout intellect, taking care to keep everything
spelled correctly.
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Visions of imagination float and dance around, happy to
be seen and recognized, finding their places in depths
of this mere poet's mind.
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Talking, listening, finding out facts, truth and positive
attitudes that enliven thoughts written into poems of life
throughout moments left to me.
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Stringing abstracts together in sequences normally not
thought of, yet my mind finds that opposites are able
to be blended and matched easily.
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Sliding and floating downstream, feeling calm and serene,
watching landscapes of nature entice my mind as I pass
them by, loving the solace filling me explicitly.
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Death has a way of rearing it's pale face in lives of all
of humanity, taking away those we love indiscriminately
or so we think.
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Looking out the window at our American flag hanging limply
from a flag pole in the courtyard here at the Senior center.

Little breezes blowing whispers, moving it gently and deli-
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Looking all around, noticing shadows, textures, angles,
sunshine filtering through a skylight onto a concrete
floor.
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