RoseAnn V. Shawiak Senses Poems

Strolling into the morning light, shadows following carfully,
making sure not to get stepped on, nature bowing down as I
walk by.
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Relishing life with an energy and gusto, excelling in an
environment of intellect.

Riding waves of nature, finding many landscapes to walk
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Senses awakening in the middle of the night, wondering
what is going on, why are they rubbing the sleep from
their eyes right now.
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Textures of things are felt by sensations, touching my brain scientifically, helping to feel them through writing.

Totally immersed, touching thoughts with all feelings, traveling throughout
life in imagination.
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Drumming along without a care in mind,
tangling thoughts along the way.

Matching beats to melodies, counting
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Walking across a little bridge into a pine forest, drinking in the pine scent and feeling my body completely relax.
All my senses are tuned in to nature as I sit on a bus and imagine all the above in my mind alone.
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Darkened shadows hiding in corners of my mind, timidly watching goings on in close surroundings.
Exercising a sadness filled with a bluened fasade of untoward feelings, causing a lonely emptiness to be elicited from depths of an eternal waterfall of abandonment.
Taking time to conquer fears and doubts, ongoing senses, percolating in deepening emotions waiting to be let out and aired.
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Beautiful scenery passes through this mind of beautiful access,
taking thoughts indelibly on travels with pleasure and anticipation.
Noting everything along pathways of adjacent spirituality,
picking up spirits of kindness, embroidering all senses
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Heeding inner senses, touching interiorly, my soul, music develops talent within, giving me something to look forward to in my mind.
Soothing nerves, giving me mere moments to associate and take time to gather in what is going on in my being.
Notwithstanding, life is difficult, full of pain and at times not worth it's weight in gold.
Yet, here I sit listening and taking in rhythms from melody's heaven-sent talents.
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Shaking perpetually in time with rhythm as it wrecks havoc musically.
Spending moments excitedly in rhyme, as perfect sounding pronunciations revolve in my head.
Fulfilling senses of unbelievable feeling, touching infiltrated periods of space as they are spread throughout heavenly skies of serene complacency.
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Culminating in a revelry of intense feelings, settling for corners to cry in, away from all adversity and people.
Turning inside, shying away from everyone.
Covering my mind, standing back, not looking closely at anything.
Preferring to hide away, closet all senses and emotions, secreting thoughts deeply into caverns of my soul.
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Specializing in fantastic melodies,
attuning them to creative harmonies
being formed and shaped within right now.
Being illuminated, taking out darkest
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Voices singing, coming quietly into my environment like whispers
of past memories, once asleep deep in subconsciousness.

Soaring into the atmosphere, creating many ideas, forming them
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Quickly dancing to melodies set in rhythmic patterns for all
to hear and see in sequence.
Living on edges of beauty, finding there is everything inside,
fulfilling inner desires, while a mind describes every detail
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Reaching forward,
touching something in my mind, awakening,
stirring it's appearance into frothy acquiescence.
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Shutting down interior senses, attempting to keep emotions
at bay, not wanting to experience any of the feelings
trying to escape and cause a commotion.
No one understanding the deep hurt that was placed in a
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Criss-crossing back and forth boundaries and limits
set up from childhood on our brains and innate talent.

Knowing that some parents do not understand how very
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Rhythms falling faster than ever, traveling at the speed
of light, giving an effervescent sound of delight as I
interpret it into poetry.
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Watching rain as it falls from heavenly skies, giving a
refreshing sense of thought in each and every drop as it
hits the ground.
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Speeding down the race track of this mind, not wanting to
stop now, having a great time.

Wandering throughout this interior universe, living through
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Waking up, feeling great, sun brightening this morning
with it's shining glory.

Finding myself at the doctor's again, yet even that
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Significant lines of poetry keep finding their ways to
the end of my pen while writing of many events in life.
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A Christmas song jingling into minds
of everyone here, touching hearts in
rhymes of melodies.
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Tender thoughts diligently being touched by senses of
intellect, softly, gently, not disturbing their essence
as they sit silently in corners of a mind.
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Tailored beyond our imaginings, our senses bring us forth
on great adventures.

Feeling our breath upon our own hands, as we try to keep
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Strengthening predictive features of a mind, stretching them
out of bounds, elastically unfolding their beauty as they
spread their warmth throughout an inner universe of this mind.
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Colors popping out all around, delivering the essence
of nature to my mind through intellect.

Watching them carefully, following their hues into
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Scratching the surface, taking time to awaken senses
fully, tempting and beautiful, an inner vision coming
into view, serene and quiet, clearly showing tempos
and rhythms of Indian music, played while writing.
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An amazing sound vibrating my mind, sensations of lively
and intense motions are filling my being.

Listening to music from Southern India, letting it take
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Reacting totally to rhythmic beats of a past that continues
to haunt with it's ghosts.

Being constantly taunted by the memories, finding that only
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Life is a continual wheel, turning through the years to
moments of time.

Eternity not taken into consideration, because it lasts
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Dreaming of things that might come true and last forever,
but when awakening, knowing this is not always possible
in daylight hours.
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Traipsing through this morning, looking forward to it's
every moment, expecting many senses of exhilaration
before this day is done.
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Senses are being drummed by rhythm's beats, gently touching
this mind and reviving it's energy.

Bits and pieces are being gathered together, watching notes
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Focusing entirely on the beauty of a rhythm,
a particular favorite of mine since first
hearing it.
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Looking back into evening, yet seeing the blue skies
of an early morning, settling into and taking up
room, sending senses of pleasure throughout being.
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A sound, a smell, a touch of soul welcomes nature
into existing senses of habituation.
Strewn throughout forests of intellection, knowledge
grows itself like moss on northern sides and
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Purples of happiness, filling my senses as I peer
out a window to watch the wind racing through the
atmosphere.
Catching hold of leaves hanging from trees, blowing
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Sweet smelling music, filling my mind with bouquets of roses,
tantalizing my senses intensely.

Listening to every beat and note soaring throughout my being,
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Taken up and into musical realms, feeling free and
independent, flowing across winds of destiny and
fate.
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Caustically racing through measures of music,
running faster with every beat that comes our
way.
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Wailing interiorly with patterns of energetic verve,
speaking only to my mind with cognitive thoughts.

Filtering in abstractions, creating new causeways
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Daisy's come blossoming into my mind unannounced and
dazzling brilliantly, touching creative senses hidden
from view until now.
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Rapping and tapping inside my brain, stirring the
ingredients there to make tangible senses come
alive in every vibration of life.
Altogether, touching the essence of life and
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Lingering smells of nature's desert, deepen my senses
beyond life and it's closely hewn formations.

Selecting adjacent corners of the universe, holding
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Full-bodied musical essences filling
my being with exuberant feelings of
joy, elating senses of interior
being.
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Aimlessly wandering down pathways of a mind, coinciding with a
painting, hanging on the wall.

A scene of beauty, a little Italian town of serenity sitting
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Naturally balanced in rhythmical stances,
covering atmosphere's with a quality of
writing.
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