RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Racing into the staccato beats of my mind as I travel
inner highways of poetry, looking for rhythms that will
continue to fulfill my purpose on earth.
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Looking all around at people living their individual lives
to the best of their ability.

Touching others at different points in life, sometimes
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Riding through jungles and underbrush of musical
measures, rhymed in poetical journals of a mere
poet.
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Now sitting outside alone with the band as they play
just for me, praying through their music to a God of
music, instrumental in everyone's lives.
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Soothing, touching literal meanings of my heart as I
write unexhaustedly forever in moments of time, un-
ceasingly being motivated and inspired within.
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Music of 'Collective Soul' hurrying through my mind,
showing information through sensations of another
world of music.
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Sun now shining upon pages I am writing poetry on,
illuminating words and letting them glow in the
aftermath of intellect.
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Sitting here at my Granddaughter's sixteenth birthday
party, everyone up and dancing, having a great time.

Music playing loudly without interruption, just like
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Now watching my only Grandson who just turned eleven on
Wednesday, doing a line dance for the first time with my
nine year old Granddaughter, laughing and smiling, en-
joying the familial bond between them.
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Thoroughly loving this party, it's full of life, vibrant
and going strong.

Kids still dancing around the room, filling the atmosphere
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