RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Translucent memories being taken always on the straightaway,
following rhythms into an interior spirituality that widens
and takes in a prayer of life.
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This mind loves to rock the boat, being a rebel at heart, finding that nothing's taboo, because truth and honesty never does depart from the simple meanings that're captured singly every day.

Sun shining always in the darkness and dark night of the soul,
remembering reading about the Saints, wanting to be just like
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An in depth energy flowing on stage and permeating people
dancing there, feeling a sort of love and belonging that
continues to give meaning to our souls through music.
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Mourning sounds coming from instruments of meaning and loss of a
loved one, heart being taken and knocked out of place, not able
to find its place again in this being for the mourning sun cannot
face another day alone and empty.
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Colored lights bursting with sound, invisible instruments playing
everyone's hearts and souls, tempting musical notes and tones from under the blankets where they're hidden from sight.

There's nothing to be done, there's no reason or logic to anything
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Riding the train of life through mountains and deserts, letting
rhythms fall from within as the whistle of every train beckons
to each one of us.
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Once life was enriched and inspired through our unconditional
love as we loved and held onto each other, now a blanket of
sorrow has overcome the moments throughout our lives.
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Standing down in ravines and canyons, having stepped on traps of
other people who are jealous of what some have gotten in life.

Trusting in God, doing what is moral, ethical and has value for
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Rainbows of love colored with roses as they meet in synch with
recollections of desire and passion that continue no matter
what happens through the years.
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Racing around curves of mountains, feeling adrenaline drinking
up the essence of this poet, an innate talent stepping up to
the plate with rhythms of original peace and tranquility.
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