RoseAnn V. Shawiak Power Poems

Remembering the past helps to not make so many mistakes
in the present.

Hopefully eliminating them altogether from the future,
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Listening to perfect harmonies in rhythms of my soul,
transcribing them into poetry effortlessly, when
listening to music.
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Interchanges in life, continually moving through my mind,
never dissipating, always being right in the center of
thoughts.
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Falling into a familiar repertoire of rhythm, writing to it's
delectable sounds, being elated by elicited tones.

Finding a tremendous feeling of power, walking into unknown
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Never standing still, yielding to a power and strength
of music, never to be interred in death's embrace.
Sticking to paths, lit by moonlight, shining the way
to past tomorrows.
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Quiet, retiring, sitting back, letting all sorts of
thoughts have their way with my mind.

Allowing all ideas and designs form calculations and
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For some reason the world enjoys celebrating ignorance,
only once in a very great while does a genius or
intelligent being get honored.
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Lightening quick diplomacy heading my way
as I delve into a private abode alone.
Sacrificing nothing, but some time alone,
always being alone, no one to turn to.
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Hanging around with importance sitting silently in the air - some people put on power and wear it like a mask.
Under it all, they're only people with many cares.
All of their own and not much for others.
Allowances must be made for only them, no one else is as important as they are in their minds.
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Mind reciting through musical rhythms as they become images of powerful meanings being written down for posterity.

All of humanity watching in great wonder, fascinated by the lore being tended through minds interiorly.
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Waking American dreams with a leader who is for everything we
have stood for through the years, wanting America to be safe,
protected by our military, strong and united as ever.
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Loving the sound of music as it's sounds penetrate and
intrigue intellect with an invisible power like magic,
taking everyone away.
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Patterns of life follow certain designs alone in many
rhythms as they are being played and recorded in this
photographic mind.
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Taking time into account, allowing for the power of intellect
to let sounds come loose, taking them into crowds of people
no matter what walk in life they happen to be in.
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Sinister people with like aptitudes are diligently attempt-
ing to take people's freedom and identity away through their
politically correct(?)attitudes of racism and intolerance.
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Non-conforming, being individualistic and creative in positive ways, no one else able to sway or take from this poet, having morals, ethics and creating values for others.

Around the world never delving into evil or horrible practices of those who don't believe in God, just being, writing and living in a lonely abandoned world.
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Always wondering, questioning everything in this temporary
life, wanting to know what's not already known, being very
inquisitive and curious incessantly.
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Beauty of heaven flowing into this being, calming the effects
of an office manager trying to bully others, it seems that
she's the problem here in the office.
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Power of sadness and sorrow comes intensely through music and
rhythms, grasping hearts while listening, feelings flowing
freely now.
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Heart singing songs of sadness, melancholic and filled with
sorrow, people, at least some of them, have no hearts or
souls, always taking from others what is not theirs.
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Rushing into twilight, hearts racing, love touching us
interiorly, feeling the power of our unconditional love
holding and loving one another throughout this night.
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Listening intuitively to a spirit of being, finding many
things not known, finding through an innate knowledge and
wisdom what they are and how to figure out their equations.
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Appetites for fame and power fill our corrupt politicians
far too often while they fail to represent us at all, just
filling their own agendas with lies and illusions.
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Stringing abstracts together in sequences normally not
thought of, yet my mind finds that opposites are able
to be blended and matched easily.
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Really taking to heart the music that lifts my spirits
into upper levels of intellect, giving me new ways of
looking at things.
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Tapping into the universe, this mind finds a wealth of
information and ideas that are overflowing from within
it.
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Standing in the darkness, thinking of ways to bring en-
lightenment into the power of this mind, watching as a
spark begins and is lit up in a fascinating method.
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Syncopation of music to my mind never stops, always
continuing to flow silently and quietly without any-
one ever knowing about it.
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Looking towards the future, seeing the shape of things
to come, mirroring life that will soon pass.

Exercising power of this mind to break all definitions
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Reigning vocabulary falling onto pages of poetry, taking
over conversations of the mind, expressing, clarifying
and giving life to them.
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Settling into a poetical interlude, writing while sitting
here, quietly listening to music of Springsteen, enjoying
it sublimely and totally.
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Realizations coming to mind, exercising the power of my mind
as it deducts and analyzes everything given through experi-
ences and adventures.
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Silently pondering life and it's invisibility at times,
always wondering where it lies within me exactly, always
wanting to know the space it holds within.
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Circular patterns sliding along, covering rectangular
ones, sending patterns swirling into mathematical scores,
taking designs straight into lines and angles of geometry.
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Writing and experimenting, testing ingenuity and
letting it strive to increase in power over this
mind.
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Lightly strumming the energy of life with the bow of a
violin, musically touching the very within of a soul
attuned to the spirituality of the Divine.
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Strengthening lines of thoughts, blending and rearranging
them within intellect.

Sojourn and palliative, focusing on intense feelings that
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Opening flowers, letting their scents engulf
all my senses, drenching life in aromas of
heaven.
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Satisfied with talent that excites and elates on a
constant and incessant basis.

Together being one, nothing getting between us ever,
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Changes need to be made in society, because there is much
too much corruption in the United States.

Notwithstanding all the programs that allow graft and
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Rushing to meet up with someone with intelligence, knowing
that the odds are against that happening.

Moving forward anyway, going through the motions and looking
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Listening to music of my soul, tapping out it's rhythm,
hopefully within this new poem.

Running barefoot in the sand, letting rays of sunshine
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