RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching musically as words flow easily before me,
keeping time with incandescent beats playing for an
interim of solace.
Making mathematical formulas emulate meanings and
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Sounding terrific, playing instruments of talented
individuals, creating galleries of sound in artistic
ways.
Pulling out all stops, partaking of every creative
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Rattling rafters of buildings with incessant rhythms
and clapping of hands in recognition of music's
balance.
Reaching for antiquated reasons, turning in square
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Dragging yesterday's views musically into today's
stance of living.
Thinking verbally in a mind of remembering, loving
the strings still attached to ivories in my mind.
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Sentiment follows a majority of life-enhancing
events, giving us cause to shed a tear or two.
Happiness is always on front porches of sorrow,
pulling heart strings with deft feelings and
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Clock watchers delving into hours of play, awaiting
a time of displacement as minutes pass slowly away.
Taking future dreams into places stale with smoke,
recreating nightmares of old out of habits too hard
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Locomotive issues driving me down tracks of hidden
ghost towns, showing visions of what used to be
when people inhabited spaces before now.
Gently moving with idealized intuition towards
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Traipsing down avenues of lively joy, finding
happiness we used to rely on to keep us healthy
and laughing even beyond sorrow's curtains.
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Echoing through the years, filling pleasurable
moments with truths and honesty in mathematical
precision lent from dwellings of music in depths
of imagination.
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