RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Hearing many voices and opinions reaching out to American
people, some socialists, communists, republicans, demo-
crats and independents.
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Renovating and revitalizing interior subjects as they peer
about looking for renewal and independence, watching and
rehearsing throughout life.
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Zipping back and forth through my mind, seeking to display
thoughts intellectually sound and reverberating in the
beauty of a poetical nature.
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Peering into the morning light, watching little birds soar-
ing above earth, nature in all it's illuminating glory, now
touching sight effectively and totally.
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Sitting here at LAX, waiting to board a plane to Hong Kong
then on to India, jazzed to the max, anticipating a great
adventure.
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Watching the sun rise, a rosy-colored sky from my jet window,
slowly growing over earth spreading it's beauty everywhere I
look.
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Time after time falling into darkness, losing our way in
life, no goals in sight, traipsing through the desert of
our souls, lonely and isolated.
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Flying thousands of miles in the atmosphere, turbulence
rocking the jet, loving it's vibrations and letting it
fill me with joy, loving it!
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Feeling the jet now backing off, turbulence rocking us
about, having to stay seated and keep our seat belts on.

A silvery mist hanging just outside the jet window, I
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Mind exploring beats and rhythms as they continue playing
while the jet begins it's descent into Los Angeles, Calif-
ornia.
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