RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Appetite for curiosity is ever-growing, never lessening
in this lifetime.

Changing, altering attitudes throughout the years, but
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Crippling the world are the muslims and isis,
torturing, beheading, raping and murdering
innocent people for no other reason than to
follow a pretend god of theirs named allah.
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Rushing into and out of so many activities, trying
to keep busy, so afraid of idleness and being alone
with themselves.
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Life revolves in an orbit of celestial sensations
totally unknown to us, the reasons why not now
being shown.
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Daylight peeks into my room, timidly, shyly, wanting
me to wake up and enjoy the day it has prepared for
me to greet.
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Wanting to have a good time, writing fun into the
equation while listening to music and playing it's
rhythms with my left hand.
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Rigid and rapidly defying the laws of gravity through
music and it's rhythms, zooming at super sonic speeds,
taking this entire being into another universe.
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Having a good time just sitting here writing, being
ignored totally by everybody.

Loving the interior atmosphere of an intense quiet
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Eyes of my mind awaken, seeing every detail in my
surroundings, curiosity taking over as I look slowly
from left to right and back again.
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Watching, telescoping ideas as they gather
in intellect, separating and joining them
with conceptual abstractions entirely.
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