RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Tragedies in life are many, people all over the world have
at one time or another been in circumstances that were so
bad they didn't think they'd ever get through them.
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Walking along pathways through life, having peace and
serenity just by listening to music.

Melodies soothing minds calmly so their lives could be
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Settling into moments of despair when your parents die is a
heart-wrenching experience, tearing one's heart and mind to
the core of one's being.
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Hurriedly keeping time with rhythms as they continue to be
coded in equations of mathematical formulas, finding their
essence in a variety of notes, tones and articulated tempos,
all being synchronized.
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Living a dream filled with music, art and poetry, loving
its creative atmosphere on a daily basis, figuring out
formulas that will fit in any dimension here on earth.
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Sadness covers humanity in moments of life that are filled
with grief and loss, tears falling beneath the coverlets
of sorrow.
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Entering phases of life that are the final ones of this
temporary earthly lifetime, people just doing what they
will, never really thinking about those very last moments
that hold so much meaning of the life that's been lived.
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Rhythms being played, catching hold of this mere poet's
mind, feeling the energy in every measure, making every-
thing worthwhile in these many years alive.
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Watching dancers across the floor, sliding so gently,
flowing in the afternoon silence as it's broken up
by Cold Front Band.
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Waiting on corners of this mind, deciding what's going to
be done, knowing interiorly that there was never any other
choice except to listen to music and its rhythms.
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