RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Ratcheting up volumes of inner rhythms, letting them take
me onto highways of imagination.

Fulfilling many desires as I walk downstream, absorbing
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Picking up many pictures and images from things I have
seen and read, placing them mathematically into ideas
that seem to fit patterns of intellect, where many times
they can be translated poetically and musically into
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Grasping onto vibrant and fantastic colors emanating from
my soul, finding directions to follow and become thoughts
of my own.
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Necessary methods of creativeness are always within
intellect, processing and analyzing formulas.

Mathematically being produced within a certain know-
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Hopi dancers on a platform, dancing their native dances,
wearing ancient costumes of yesteryear.

A blessing jingle dance for healing is now being performed
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Echoes of lasting spirits filling
the atmosphere with their eerie
tones, beckoning to an interior
ancestry.
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Ocean life is continually moving, washing us on shore,
then through death, taking us back into depths of
another place in heaven.
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Reaching interiorly for beauty of an ideal, seeing
it grow into a picture-perfect vision of heaven.

Watching carefully as life steps into walkways of
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Intriguing and comfortable beats of rhythms now fitting
nicely within this being.

Satisfied intently with emotions that are being created
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All the diversity groups in the world won't help any situation.
One solution is getting to know one another, then deciding whether or not we like a person for who they are.
It's a way to combat what some see as racism.
We're not meant to like everyone we meet and that's okay.
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