RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Swirling poetry following rhythms up and down measures
of music in perfect time with the beating of intellect
and my heart.
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Words escape descriptions of what's going on here at
the Trump rally in Phoenix, Arizona, eleven thousand
people gathered in support of Donald.
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Yesterday has come and gone, wishing for times that we
used to have back then, watching videos, remembering
events and times that brought us so many memories.
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Living the American dream right here in Phoenix, Arizona,
having gone to the Trump rally and heard him making America
great again for us.
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Wagon Yard totally rocking tonight, everyone elated,
dancing, stepping to the music and rhythms, playing
with tempos and their beats.
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Waltzing after midnight, loving in each other's arms,
moonlight bathing us in it's lunar white rays, sooth-
ing our souls.
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Sparkling lights blinding with ideas, designs sprinkled
everywhere, taking my mind interiorly, finding patterns
that attach themselves to rhythms of music.
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Touching interiorly, wonder and curiosity of an explicit
wonder, always wandering down pathways I continue to
create and imagine.
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Stretching out into the evening, taking no directions,
just meandering down lanes of beauty, penetrating in-
tellect as I listen to music.
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Tantalizing innate musical abilities within, tickling
ivories of my mind as I write and listen all night
long.
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