RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sauntering quietly through rose gardens of lovely bouquets and truths of life, held silently in a mind of factual reprieves.
Left open to all who can keep their thoughts enlightened by wisdom's honesty.
Beguiling eyes watching from beyond shores of life, keeping track of moments given whole-heartedly from the soul.
Taking time to provide plenty of enticement and beautiful images to be taken onto another plain not far from heaven.
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Rushing to meet intellect as it awakens this interior
life to the essence of nature.

Being in totally in the atmosphere, every sense open,
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Thinking about electronics, computer technology and
microwaves, radio frequencies, so many other things
in today's world.
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Frolicking and having fun down memory lane while listening
to an accordion player bring the past into our present here
at the center.
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Sounds of Indian drums bouncing into this mind, capturing
and enlivening inner spirituality.

Magnificent and bountiful, an eight year old child dancing
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Beautiful afternoon at an Indian Festival, trees spread
out, reaching towards heaven, white rippled clouds touch
my heart.
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Rushing rapidly into streets of America, holding onto the
freedom I was born into, thanks to our vets who lived,
sacrificed and protected all of us.
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Blank pages of my mind are waiting to be filled with answers,
explanations and picturesque designs, with landscapes filling
in patterns to enhance their intellectual meanings.
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Birds flying lazily overhead, in no hurry to get to their
sacred destinations.

Unlike people who are always in a hurry, no matter what
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Silently and very quietly, this life is beginning to
expire even more.

Taking future visions, placing them on photographic
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