RoseAnn V. Shawiak Laughter Poems

Sounds of splashing water falling from above and flowing below, laughter and joy in a forgiving way, taking a mind into a poetical and creative experience at this very moment.

Watching as light and shadows furtively move around in the beginning and ending of every day and night, galloping down dusty trails even at midnight.
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Sitting here in a darkened auditorium, awaiting Act II
to begin and entertain us some more, knowing there will
be joy and laughter as the actors come together.
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Watching reflections of inner memories floating to the
surface, hoping to be relived in thoughts of a poem to
be written.
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Meeting on trails of yesterday's forests, watching
children at play, and joining in the laughter of
Mother Nature.
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There's no strolling being done for the dance floor is
full of people doing their own thing, posing momentarily
in mid step while finding their way back in.
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Walking hand in hand down pathways, rain falling and
pouring on us from the heavens.

Looking into each other's eyes, smiling, then breaking
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Intense peace being gathered like wool from a lamb placed
protectively around this soul's entire being, rushing and
racing through life's musical rhythms.
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Life is funny in many ways, if you look for the laughter
that is always below the surface.

There is plenty of time to be serious when there is loss
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Laughter still ringing in my ears and through my mind,
of last night's play time with my Granddaughter.
Playing with small, little balls on the table, belly
laughs abounding.
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Laughter exercises emotions,
giving a mind sensuous humor.
Aiding in a feminine mystique,
an allowable expansion of
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Unfurling and jettisoning clouds across the heavens, heaving
a sigh of relief as they billow and float about, not a one
being hurt.
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Talented couples all singing karaoke tonight.
Singing in synch with tender tones and sensuous humor, touching on each other's laughter.
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Finding somewhere to be, deep inside of my soul, tranquil and happy just to be here.
Laughter tickles with emotional clarity, taking me on a journey into spacious living rooms of imagination.
Searching is at a standstill for the time being - no worries as I settle down interiorly.
Focusing tightly on exaggerated views, talently taking place on roads of fancy.
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Finding fun wherever we can and holding it closely to home, waxing to and fro, building an inner laughter to hold onto in days of loneliness and sorrow.
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