RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rocking away with Bruce Springsteen, loving his poetical
lyrics and fantastic music.

Always an inspiration, coming from his intense rhythms
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Saxophone tending to notes, gently reaching into this
mind, giving feelings of peace and serenity.

Nothing keeping me from stepping into other dimensions
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Tears falling as a sad song is being played, strumming a
guitar and singing words of a lost love.

Being heartfelt, touched by the sincerity of a great loss,
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Recognizing prospects of death as he lays his cards on
the table before me.

Knowing that he's going to take me in my sleep, no pain,
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Is this the age of reason or illogical lies and evil?

There seems to be no reasons for people to be racists,
prejudiced or hating others, it makes no sense in this
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Looking around earth, seeing innocent little children,
alive, vibrant and curious about everything that they
see.
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Flying through skies, destinations unknown, traveling
on winds of freedom.

Totally absorbed in heaven's guiding ways, life unfolds
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Lateness and silence coming upon my mind, causing it to
stand still and ponder life and the way it continues to
benefit mankind.
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Rejoicing in realms of energy, being given through intellect,
taking me on a joyride through imagination, taking all senses
on a roller coaster ride through experiences of life.
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Slowly moving, ingenuity is continually creating from
it's interior wisdom, giving this mind food for thought
at every moment in time.
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