RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Stepping to outlaws of desire, picking a guitar for all the money, sending messages to everyone - gathering them into one design.
Constantly changing directions, withholding nothing.
Keeping discretion on the sidelines, waiting to overstep boundaries placed by others, forfeiting ordinary strides, while entertaining creative challenges.
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Taking time to outer limits, giving it the freedom of poetry to enlighten the world around us.
Giving measures of motion free styles to maintain a singleness of purpose.
Creating puzzles out of cognitive thoughts, spacing everything in positions of incoming images.
Arranging columns of outstanding parallelograms of fate.
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Morning sky, gray stretched out clouds strewn across the horizon, touching inner sadness of my life, past and present.
Somber, yet lit with an intellect of bright-colored talent situated deeply in my being.
Awakened senses, creating poetry with silent awe of what God has created in our little world.
Grateful beyond words, I quietly express myself in poems, musically brought together by rhythm and it's tones.
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Breaking in two, unheeding the disparity of living.
Hoping only to be at peace within parameters
of silent love on far horizons, enlightened in ways
we know nothing of.
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Silent incriminations falling down around me,
sending darkness to cover my heart's eyes.
Lights falling away into the evening,
giving no hope to continue on life's pathways.
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Singing tunes one after another while playing keyboard and drums to their heart's content.
Visualizing every note as it places itself on lines and spaces of my soul's delight.
Holding all symphonies like treasured memories, acclimating them to inner desires, picturing landscapes with rhythmical precision.
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Coalescing thoughts into an ideal circumference,
engineering very practical purposes.
Giving plenty of room to begin placing more thoughts into the mix.
Forming plenty of creative memories within a soul's inner circle.
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Looking into mirrors, watching reflections of other people,
along with their emotional content.
Being enticed by surroundings of the environment as it folds
me into a wired message of life.
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Sweetly attuned to one another, creating a life forever on earth.
So close, nothing can come between them while alive.
So much longing standing the test of time through all the years of being together.
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Beating in my mind, touching the very inside of my soul with a magic melody,
leading me always towards the sunsets of finality,
giving in to the effervescent pilgrimage of yesterday's total aspect of enlightened intellect.
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