RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

A good ol' cowboy, T.C., from the time he was born, raising and training his first buffalo when he was only nine years old, a great love for training it to do his biding.

Riding him this evening, a grown man, shooting balloons from his seat upon this fascinating animal, so wildly beautiful and loving of his friend, T.C.
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Galloping music taking place in an evening filled with nature out on the patio at Outlaws, enjoying the simplicity of a western atmosphere and hospitality.

All customers thoroughly enjoying this little bit of God's western frontier still existing in the desert of Carefree, Arizona for all who want to take a break from the rat race of today.
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Awakening in a mood of liberty, feeling free and independent, sending thoughts out into the universe where they can be deciphered and written into poetry.

Certain ideas flow quietly into a mysterious passage of timely rhythms, being saved for tomorrow's future, many possibilities arriving and becoming a part of this world's literature.
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Reading at levels of another dimension far above earthly ones, attaining an innate knowledge and wisdom through coded rhythms abounding in mind and intellect.

Processing them in a creative mind-set that keeps expanding and reaching newer heights, feeling accomplishment becoming a desire in this inner universe.
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Opening up darkness, shining an interior light of faith into it's shadows, taking steps to move into another place where time and strife will not enter.

Watching and knowing that hidden secrets have no reason to be hidden any longer, because all is taken out of context and removed from a mind.
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Crowds gathering around someone who's telling a truth that cannot be denied, awakening people, eyes wide open now, wanting to hear more of the details to be given.

Taking off the blinders that have kept them from knowing what's been going on, mere poets divulging and giving meaning to stories that have been tossed aside.
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Hoping for miracles in this life to come through, maybe being brought in a storm of faith or joy, we never know what or where they will come from.

Sincere prayers being said for those who are in need, waiting silently in pain or heartache for relief of any kind, counting the moments until its hopeful arrival.
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Washing away the past in memories being renewed and refreshed with peace and serenity as their beings finally relax and prepare for the agenda of another day.

Inquisitive and well-meaning, looking to heaven for a sign that things will be opening up soon to the goodness of yet another miracle from above.
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Thinking and listening to music, finding many moments of bliss, joy and happiness, even though being alone and seeing an emptiness surrounding life at times.

Reaching interiorly, being immersed in a bluened light of the Divine, it's peace so natural and intense, giving serenity to mind, heart and spirit.
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Slow and rhythmic, brain kicking into high gear, visualizing images as they awaken in thoughts of intense privilege, showing things that our government have hidden away.

In order to bring their dastardly deed of a new world order into our lives, not holding back, strangling their agenda any which way way we possibly can.
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