RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Developing designs as I look at things throughout life.
Seeing the backwards strokes in numbers in reverse,
sending thoughts about coding them in reversible images
and turned inside out.
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Mirroring reflections of people in life,
all different types and styles of dressing.
Diverse attitudes, moods and life stories
that I can never have enough time to
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Spending money on magazines for countless doctor's
offices.
Being displayed nicely on tables and shelves for
patients to look through or read.
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Tap dancers full of energy, tapping around the Christmas
tree in music.
Beautiful western costumes, brightly shining, cowgirl
hats to top them off.
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A gentleman, singing out loud, touching all our hearts
and minds with memories - all of them good.
Great rendition of Neil Diamond's song, 'Sweet Caroline',
his voice gentle, distinct and in time with rhythm.
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Let it snow, being tapped to, touching memory banks
with pleasurable senses, pleasing to our sight and
feelings.
So much talent in the entire group, it's fascinating
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Swinging into the atmosphere, beginning the end
of rhythm as it comes straight into the interior
spaces of intellect.
So tender and beautiful, just being alone in a
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Listening to a jingle
bell rock in my mind,
giving memories quite
a stir, reminding me
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Snowing into my interior, flaking snow all around,
making me look like a snowman in the winter.
Coldness however, not touching me in the least.
Cozy and warm just looking at pictures in my mind,
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Mentality of ages stretches itself across spans of
life in musical renditions.
Creating carefree lifestyles as new pathways open
in imagination and neurons in the brain.
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