RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Death takes away a part of our heart every time it takes
those whom we love from us without any reason, understand-
ing is never near at hand.
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Living in an absolute world of questions that have no answers
forthcoming as yet, wonder and curiosity constantly filling
this mind with awe at the tremendous things I've been taught.
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Rocking to the beats of Mojo Rats here at Buddy Stubbs, going
round and round through measures of time and rhythms, enjoy-
ing drums beating, keeping time into poetry.
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Being encased in a field of freedom, soaring above, looking
down, enjoying the scenery as I go, landscapes flowing by
as I continue to watch many thoughts blossom.
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Languishing in rhythms of delight, anchored in attitudes of
positivism keeping me afloat, energy climbing within, soar-
ing higher.
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Easy listening, filling me with serenity and atonement from
an other-worldly forgiveness, being tantalized by an ever-
lasting energy building itself through music.
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Running down tracks of this life accompanied always by music
and it's rhythms, joyfully riding along, enjoying the scenery,
living life as I speed through it's essence.
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Memories being made through music, loving how it constantly
changes thoughts through a constant motion of interior brain
waves, acting like a catalyst to intellect.
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Music slowly forming itself to the atmosphere around me,
touching upon certain particles of life and how they de-
velop.
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Rushing into a desert afternoon, music taking itself
completely over this landscape, never tiring of it's
intense beauty.
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