RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Melodies playing the piano in this mind so eloquently and
tenderly, echoing the music being heard within intellect
on a constant basis.
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Death staring into these eyes, inviting cordially to enter it's
denizens, but continually turning away for something keeps tell-
ing me that it's not yet time.
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Exercising mind and spirit through contemplation and music,
expressing moments in exquisite landscapes, portraits and
imagery.
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Watching youth expanding through talking, learning and sharing,
preparing themselves unknowingly for their futures as adults
in the coming years.
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Easily attaining other dimensions through creative fluid processes
that carry with them many responsibilities in this life, staying
true to self and God.
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Totally being enticed into inner domains and universes of other
dimensions alone and unaccompanied throughout life, enjoying the
peace and serenity of solitude, finding self again.
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Longing and yearning for you both day and night, wondering why we
parted so many years ago, what was it that made us part, wanting
you always through the years.
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Dancing in the moonlight of our aging past, wanting to recapture
our youth once again, all the beauty and innocence that once was
ours to have and hold.
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Going through phases of life so fluidly, not knowing how it's
done, but feeling at times being pulled in many directions
at once.
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Our flag waving in an early evening breeze, honoring in silence
all our men and women who've fought and died protecting us and
America.
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