RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Swinging quickly into the flow of rhythms, deciding to make
life interesting.

Automatically finding the best ways to improve on ancient
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Riding through the desert, being happy and contented with
life right now.

So complicitly, enduring in the being that I have become,
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Taking exacting measurements to boundaries of life,
stretching them beyond themselves just to get more
moments contained therein.
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Written prose crossing this mind, coming alive when
writing from a pen onto paper.

Taking out all sadness and grief, letting it all be
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Sadness quietly flowing from these eyes, sitting here
wondering when life is going to stop knocking me down.

Never knowing how much more can be endured, as wave
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Moving slowly through the afternoon, relaxing and letting
the sun soothe what ails you.

Taking precautions, carefully combining it all together to
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Rocking to the center of a universe, living fully in the
present, looking over all selections that are being
presented in moments of life that are left.
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Different styles of listening are all open to intellect,
opening into realms of imagination.

So intensely taking steps to become attuned to surroundings
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Managing to defy the ridiculousness of political correctness,
an abhorrent liberal concept from minds of evil men, trying
to discriminate and dictate the lives of others.
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Walking slowly, taking everything in stride, proclaiming
the innocence that's been protected within for an entire
lifetime.
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