RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Stress immediately evaporating with the very first note
and it's penetrating tone, pleasing all senses with it's
beginning tempo.
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Bellowing deeply in chords that intermingle with staccato
beats, giving my mind a workout as I play on the play-
ground of mind and intellect.
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Invigorating, tantalizing my being, soaring beyond limits
of this life, forgetting sadness and loneliness of this
earth.
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Sanctuaries of nighttime dreams fulfill a day's worth of
questions, finding solutions through thoughts that have
been pondered.
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Seen every night, reflections of daytime thoughts,
never refraining to express themselves, giving an
inner essence to spread across intellect.
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Insisting on having nothing but the best care for my
friend, doing it a lot myself while with him.

Talking to doctors, case managers, nursing directors
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Listening to my music, in the background hearing a
helicopter landing on the roof here at Saint Joseph's
Hospital, Barrow's Neurological.
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Life is based upon our spiritual interior life, as long
as it's nurtured, we are positive, creative and in a
good mood.
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Silence filling my mind, as rhythms begin flowing into
intellect, awakening it with a surprising melody.

Encapsulating my mind, teaching it about an inner universe
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Snapping elastically, neurons and synapses mentally
being exercising through rhythms, generating thoughts
and ideas plentifully.
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