RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Standing to the left of President Trump, totally concentrating
and focusing on every word he spoke at the Phoenix Rally, he
didn't mince or sugar coat anything.
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Walking hand in hand with wonder and curiosity, thinking of life
and it's various meanings, spanning years of everyone's lives,
we live, love, experience, learn and die.
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Walking into a beautiful and deep bluened light, filtering
totally into intellect, radiating enlightenment, insight
and visions of tomorrow in this poetical mind.
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Walking into a beautiful and deep bluened light, filtering
totally into intellect, radiating enlightenment, insight
and visions of tomorrow in this poetical mind.
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Joyful and filled with peace, languishing in the solace of
Divine energy, being touched by it's mysterious warmth and
coolness at the same exact time.
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Sitting here thinking about people who seem to have everything
in life, their health, sanity, money and plenty of it, having
friends and family who are sick, aged, dying and won't even
have a thought of how they could help in some way to make life
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Turning around, drums beating solidly, taking life into interior
realms of dissidence and diversity, finding rhythms are matching
feelings of joy.
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Living in the zone of peace, serenity flowing through rhythms
of our American Heritage and freedom, touching hearts of true
Americans with patriotic symbols flying everywhere.
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Drums beating out realizations of life as Americans once again
dream of living in freedom and peace with the rest of this
world.
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Shifting gears rhythmically, being taken by them into hidden
caverns of isolation that need to be explored and shared,
their facts and data to be found out and set to coded rhythms.
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