RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Tinkering with rhythms in the back of this mind,
collecting them in measures, printing them
within pictures of a photographic mind.
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Watching images of myself as I played as a child with my
sisters and brother.

A totally unique experience, filling me with an appreciation
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Experiencing the beauty of life through events and
situations that I've been through.

Knowing that grief and sorrow played their parts
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Notes of sadness are raining quietly into my mind, expressing
the intense sadness that is giving thoughts of panic and
suicide.
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Locked within this mind are personal secrets that I have
kept hidden from everyone in my life.

Not allowing a single person to know anything about them
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Flowers blossoming interiorly, touching faith, increasing
it's feelings through nature.

Walking through darkness, watching the sun shining upon
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Flowers blossoming interiorly, touching faith, increasing
it's feelings through nature.

Walking through darkness, watching the sun shining upon
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Sitting in the waiting room at the orthopedic surgeon's,
writing and passing time readily and happily in my own
way.
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Walking through cornfields at Rutger's University, enjoying
a sense of being directionless, gaining insight into an
intensity of intellect and how it works to help me find the
way out without any landmarks being seen in any direction.
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Spending nights with spirits of intellect, digesting what-
ever they convey to this mind.

A delicious and savory sensation, entering through every
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