RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Looking at pictures of a waterfall, its beauty
captured in a photograph, enlarged and placed
on a wall of nature's variety on earth.
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Unique experiences come into this poet's life constantly,
meeting people whom God wants to give messages to in the
poetry that's being written every day.
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Interiorly feeling at peace, enjoying its freedom
immensely, loving how great it feels while writing
poetry incessantly.
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Strings of violins in rhythms settled deeply within,
playing across memories that are stirred up religious-
ly just to blend and find new thoughts to write about.
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Reason and logic standing aside, letting imagination and
fantasy combine and blend into many avenues of experience
and circumstances.
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Steady beats of life attuned with heartbeats of this mere
poet, calculating each line mathematically in order to
find just the right rhythm to put into each poem.
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Realizations of living a solitary life affecting this being,
others pointing out that in fact this poet has no ego to
speak of.
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Gazing skyward in the afternoon, not seeing any stars,
yet the moon is shyly sitting above, not interfering
with the sun as it goes about its daily business.
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Sorting through memories, reliving them, their feelings and
emotions along with every one of them, loving the way these
poetical senses continually respond incessantly.
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Settling back, getting comfortable, renewing mind and
intellect, allowing energy to be sown anew, feelings
of joy and happiness feeding them so soundly and fully.
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