RoseAnn V. Shawiak Fun Poems

Running and falling hundreds of times in imagination,
having fun racing my sons when they were much younger.
Riding bikes around Phoenix, going to the gym and
playing tennis and raquetball, together we were and
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Reigning in the joy of a beautiful morning with a smile,
using music to increase everyone's pleasure.

Dancing equally to steady beats, fully being enticed
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Running around, talking to everyone, returning sarcastic remarks with smiles and laughter, joining the fun.
Walking into and out of beautiful plateaus, scoring points as they are sung in songs at the end of a microphone.
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People nowadays just want to have fun, but they take
a turn for the worst, beginning to take drugs.

Ruining their lives for a few minutes of being high,
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Children running onto the dance floor as a disco ball rotates above, throwing little lights around the room.
Landing on the youngsters, they begin jumping and twisting in rhythms of their own, not caring what anyone thinks of them.
They're just into themselves dancing, having fun without television or electronic games.
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Raring to go, settling into moods of fun, life begins to entice people into pools of awakening on dance floors.
Enjoying stepping into patterns of polka music, reliving
days of younger times.
Beautiful dreams of yesterday, living in arms of dancers
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Lonely, traveling through this solo life with a mind filled
with creative ideas, feeling their anticipation at being
recognized and relegated to rhythms of a poetical essence.
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Profiling works, it needs to be used, it keeps
us safe, it is an excellent tool! !

Being an olive skinned Sicilian, profile me all
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Being filled with enthusiasm and energy, nothing
standing in the way of our fun today, singers
singing, hitting us with their best shot!
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People getting up to dance, having fun, line dancing
among other things.

Rallying and joining together, stepping into rhythms
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Blinds closed across the windows, keeping out the sunlight.

However, light peeks through onto each slot, just to let
people know it can be done.
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Thinking, wondering about many things that I see on earth,
playfully manifesting them sometimes, hoping to bring them
into realms of reality to consider factually for a while.
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Clacking and rocking, watching two cloggers challenging
each other.

Faster and faster they go, not wanting to let the other
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Children running wild around the center, playing ping pong,
shooting pool, using every ounce of energy in their lithe
beings.
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Riddling through melodies of this darkened night,
humor flowing out into the audience, bringing
laughter and smiles to everyone's lips.
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Playing upon the playground of imagination, having fun
switching words and definitions from music to poetry.

A lilting rhapsody of delight flowing into realms of
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Reaching outward just a tad too much, straining his voice,
yet he still sounds good with rhythms being used in just
the right amount.
Circling the area with lyrics being spun into poetical
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Stormy seas tossing me about,
while watching skies turn blacker.
Feeling torrents of wind and rain
as they alight upon my head.
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Relaxing leisurely in an ocean of tidal waves, rocking me all about in fun.
Delving beneath its depth, seeing the fish and seaweed swimming around me in splendid detail.
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Listening to echoes, recalling their memories from past years, growing up in a large family.
Always having something going on, never a dull or boring moment.
Being poor, but never letting that stop us from finding good, clean fun every weekend.
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Watching reflections walking across windows overlooking
beautiful natural landscapes right outside, gently slid-
ing back and forth across them in my mind.
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