RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Mysteriously wondering on another dimension,
finding interesting items coming into visions
of exceptional curiosity.
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Taking turns exchanging voices through rhythm's melodies, extracting a variety of tones as they mesh with my heart.
Allowing the differences to come together, creating a new sound, titillating to every sense contained within conscious whispers.
Excavating everything, bringing it into the center of my world.
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Escaping the lime light, hiding out in a cafe
of undisturbed reticence.
Curling up in corners of musical composition
as lights are dimmed and fall asleep.
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Reflections of moonlight giving me pause,
hoping to ease myself onto shores,
leisurely finding the way into edges of
behavior, fitting for someone who loves
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Reaching for feelings I lost so long ago
when my parents died and left me an orphan.
Seething anger uncomfortably needling me within,
pushing me into depths of loneliness I don't want
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Dreaming of blossoms, throwing their
aromas into winds of my interior rhythm's,
causing a pilgrimage to begin in early
evening, in lands of contemplative mirrors.
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Tracing patterns into dense beats of rhythm,
forsaking everyday experiences just to be in
the midst of intense immersion.
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Solitary moments quieting my soul,
welcoming thoughts to enter my mind
with peaceful endeavors.
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Becoming a recluse in my mind,
offering no discordant measures to a
song of life that is mine.
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Thoughtful periods are upon me more than ever,
allowing me to write like I'm in heaven.

Peacefully solemn, taking each second as it
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