RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sparkling wines of creativity flow through imaginative
rivers of never before seen literature.
Corralling ideas without limitation, herding them easily
into poems and placed in barns for storage - to feed my
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Isolating self within melodies, integrating rhythms with
words as they flash automatically upon screens inside my
mind.
Filtering meanings into visions as they develop with no
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Slowly creeping along, enjoying scenery as it forms
memorably against a backdrop of music constantly
playing rhythms only I can hear.
Stretching every facet and dimension, engulfing all
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Crossing patterns created by intense thoughts,
alleviating stress caused by turmoil around me.
Saturated in serene contemplation, focusing on
faithful hopes as I delve into cavernous
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Sinking feelings, remembering what yesterday's happiness
meant and brought to life.
Unknown reasons taking precedence over realms of togetherness,
hindering growth through bereavement and beyond.
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Tangling interiorly with mental pictures of birth of our
first born son, his brilliance and gentleness sweeping
over me again and again.
Absolute trust and love as he saw me for the first time,
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Directing stances of nature as they waft fragrantly
in many directions, calmly penetrating waking dreams
of poetry.
Serenading lifetimes with tuneful melodies, asserting
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Wringing rhythms into
swinging beats of musical talent.
Taking off and out into facetious
dimensions of yesteryear, allowing
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Faulty thinking from undeveloped minds,
trying to justify their negligent ways
of working.
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