RoseAnn V. Shawiak Environment Poems

Enjoying a pleasant environment here at the center,
on the parks and rec side where children are attend-
ing a summer camp.
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Asea in a storm of idealic measures, being comforted by the movement of the waves as they toss and turn in a restless sleep.
Turning, facing the eastern horizon, thinking of the deepest depth of ocean beneath me, wondering what is swimming below.
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Not wanting to know another, feeling cold and empty inside, left to my own devices as I mature in an aged environment of sorrow.
Carefully touching my face, feeling the tears holding on for dear life, afraid to let go, lest they fall, disappearing forever, leaving me in an empty, arid shell.
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Sordidly surrounding my mind with an eclectic environment, penetrating subconsciousness with electricity, delving
deeply into canyons of memories.

Lit up with a repertoire of remembrance, carefully writing, mysteriously silent in words whispered cautiously without
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Within the sanctuary of my subconsciousness is a safe
harbor - one where I can be complacent and peaceful
even during times of duress.
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Softly flowing throughout an artistic environment,
blue skies soothe our every doubt and problem.
Easing our moods, deflecting feelings of doom,
surrounding us with effervescent waters of blue,
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Sounds of LaPalma now reverberating in and throughout this atmospheric environment, straightening out many thoughts that are inconclusive for one reason or another.

Reliving past memories that are possibly interrupting a really great time as steady rhythms continue beating pleasantly from a tambourine.
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Traipsing all over the world while sitting in an armchair, mind enjoying an imaginational joy of subconsciousness as many portraits of what will be seen in each of them.

Selecting the most beautiful and enticing environment in a mind, intellect taking every scenic view into a wonderful scenery of what may be one day be reality in a poem.
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Looking around, being in an environment of sacred rhythms that attach to our souls, giving them sounds that echo through the years.

Living and hearing them, loving how they're memorized automatically, an endearing volume of measures of musical rhythms.
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Energetically moving into another dimension of life, emotionally
and spiritually entering the presence of the Divine, a peaceful
soothing environment.
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Watching nurses and doctors walking back and forth,
taking care of other patients here in the E.R., a
sterile environment for sure.
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Luscious aromas and auras tantalizing this musical environment
with tempting sounds of yesterday, as they settle in our minds.

Taunting inner desires and passion, slowly stepping along borders
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Music energizing mind, intellect, heart, soul and spirit,
a soul traveling through a peaceful environment deeply
set within a bluened light of the Divine.
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Slowly, surely, tones reach within and calm this heart and
soul so uniquely for all time, using energy of rhythms to
combat disease, pain and sorrow.
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Cacti, gnarly, soft gentle bumps coming from within them,
making beautiful pictures of the Arizona desert here at
the 32nd Street Café.
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Straying quietly into mountainous deserts, happily enjoying
moments spent in remembering, climbing them ever since being
eleven years old.
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Tinkering with rhythms in the back of this mind,
collecting them in measures, printing them
within pictures of a photographic mind.
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Exercising sensations of eternal spirits, accessing their
secret desires and encompassing them entirely.

Watching carefully as all energy is focused interiorly,
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Music waking this heart from a lonely environment that stays,
no one able to infringe upon it, because intellect focuses en-
tirely on its essence in order to continue to write poetry.
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Mind-bending rhythms captivating and capturing intellect and
imagination, taking me soaring into other worldly interior
dimensions.
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Sitting here in the midst of a Trump rally, having volun-
teered as one of the VIP, loving the excitement and thrill
of this political environment.
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Looking outside, our flag lying still upon the flagpole,
looking tired from all the wind we've had lately.

Sky blue with white clouds scattered daintily across it,
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Influential environment here in Dr. S's. office,
knowing it's because of his persona, filling
the atmosphere with the genius of his being.
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Recriminating endeavors standing back, making room for
new thoughts, giving perspectives from an alternative environment.
Soon to become the beneficiary of a new wisdom,
developing itself even as I write.
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Continually seeing words cross my imagination when
music plays outside.
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Writing in special modes of talent, being excited just listening
to the words flowing from waterfalls of music in my life.
Taking every day events and experiences and transforming each of
them into poetry of life.
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Sauntering into the surrounding area by myself.
Entering stormy phases, protruding from sides of
cloudy skies and opening their doors to me.
Wanting to experience the whispering essence of
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Listening to singing from many people of varied walks of
life and tones of voice.

Happy just to be in an environment of happiness through
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Readily exploring all surrounding
areas in my close environment.
Speaking to my mind, every movement,
color, light, picture, tone or sound
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Never settling for ordinary circumstances, always
hidden in life's coded environments.
Walking across the planet, carrying broken hearts
of yesterday in cold hands of today, remembering
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