RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Worrying about so many things set in life,
not breathing because of them, they're all
sitting in a space of derelict time,
displacing everything in life.
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Reflecting little lights in a window,
following them down imaginary roads
towards a destination in the future.
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Reading words, leading into the music of intelligence.
Knowing that wisdom will be following me in every case.
Wending my way somewhere I can relax and not think of
anything else.
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Slow moving dangles, flowing behind my mind's
evolution, not able to keep up any longer
with the other sentiments, poking and prodding
me incessantly.
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Selecting notes as melodies are being played tonight.
Easy listening, soft, gentle, and so smooth.
Then a little motion comes into view, leaving an
impression of novel beats, bringing me into a faster
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Slowly caressing my brain, taking me into another
world, slipping and sliding into it's entryway.
An awesome direction to fall into, adjusting
every attitude as I go along.
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Closer to you than ever, in the middle of the night.
Holding onto one another, totally in love with no
room in between us.
An accompaniment of rhythm beating with our hearts
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Singer getting up to sing with the band, letting us
know every word as he enunciates them in tune with
the correct notes.
Sounding perfectly ligit, as we listen to every
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Times come around, and have now fallen
down into the cisterns of evil, trying
to take me with them.
But I stand back and refuse to move in
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Shouting and singing, bringing us all into tones of
rhythm.
Words colliding in air as they're being sung in
unison with the melody.
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