RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Swinging on ropes, hanging from mazes in my mind,
loving the feelings it brings to the foreground.
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Shifting sides of imagination's brain, brings about
surprises of a novel approach.
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Hankering for melodies to touch sorrow growing within,
shielding myself from deep emotional turmoil.
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Relating truths to depths of subconsciousness, bringing forth
idealic situations to write from.
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Continually seeing words cross my imagination when
music plays outside.
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Closing ends of thought with visions of beautiful
ideas.
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Strangely at ease, striving to keep calm
and serene over the years through writing
of poetry on moment of timeless space.
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Tantalizing energy from rhythms filling my soul with
it's beauty and precision.
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Sadness envelopes my mind as my heart flips into pools
of grief, awaiting reluctant tears.
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Racing through feelings, feeling their tears
rip through my interior soul.
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