RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Skating across many measures of chords and notes being played
musically throughout moments of life, tantalizing and captiva-
ting pleasure centers of this brain intensely and continually.
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Going to neverland deep within imagination, ferreting out dreams
long forgotten or not yet realized, expressing them in moments
of conception.
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Moving and grooving here at the senior center, line
dancing to modern rap music.

Awesome rhythms, putting smiles on elderly faces as
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Stress and tension taking hold once again on an early Monday
morning, cab driver arriving at the appointment time instead
of earlier to pick me up for the appointment.
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Listening carefully and attentively to rhythms, allowing them
to calm and sooth this being through their sounds, tense and
stressed, but now music is starting to relax interiorly.
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Thinking about life and people living it, we're from different
countries and cultures, we each have our own ideas on how to
do things.
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Hearing pinging of reason wanting to be heard above the din of
evil and corruption, spreading truth constantly in ways unknown
to most.
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Likely promises of fickle hearts of love have no meaning or
definition of what it means to love another for they are
self-centered and selfish through and through.
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Revolving doors of life and death never seem to be still, for
humanity circles life through situations and experiences on
earth, tears fall, smiles turn into frowns more often than not.
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Trees standing quietly outside, green and vibrant, enjoying their
solitude I'm sure, much like this poet while writing, not wanting
to be interrupted.
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