RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Dispelling Myths - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Popping up and down in time with music, clicking with
drums as they continue to strike me with a gentle force
Allowing inner heartbeats to be captivated by their
energy, always consisting of an impervious delight of
an inner spirituality.
A never-ending progression of enticing rhythms, so-
called periods in this world are always happening in
Allowing the ancestry of another time to be spotlighted
here in the present, innate talent being spread from
one generation to another.
Never missing a beat as it wanders through the years,
finding a fascination in the coded rhythms of poetical
essences and natures.
Gestures of another, beat while finding their way into
the steady and uninterrupted wanderings of thought,
escalating and climbing into the beauty of heaven.
Slowly riding upwards, a never-ending scenic view of
heaven, always trying to be good, finding that it's
hard to do.
Disobeying and going against authority is my favorite
thing to do in life, dispelling the myth of being
obedient and always listening.
That never happening with this quiet, stubborn Sicilian
riding away into the sunset on an invisible horse, keeping
the mirage of truth hidden behind the views of another
All indecision in life not being a part of my repertoire.
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