RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Looking shyly into the future, seeing a plenitude of energy, positively forming itself into modes of expression.
Sending signals, omens of good sense, towards an imaginative reality, sliding always in front of my sight.
Leaving nothing to chance, beginning on every level with no thoughts, just writing whatever comes down the lines of intellect.
Forging, hopefully into wisdom's avenues so it may be shared with others not so fortunate when it comes to genial intensity.
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Rapturous music filling people sitting around talking and eating, meeting on another plain.
Traipsing forward on paths little traveled on.
Softened petals of existence, flowing downhill, capturing every image with lightening quick thoughts.
Nowhere seeing matters of obsession or heartbreak for the time being.
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