RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Staring into space, leaving mind marks to keep place.
Wondering silently aloud of all things invisibly
thought or heard.
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Tantalizing music flowing in my ears, entering my mind,
filling it full of ideas and images for imagination's
enjoyment and peace.
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Turning centuries over in a mind of ingenuity and
precise moments of actuality.
Rightfully engineering beliefs and edifying thoughts
of both yesterday and future ideas.
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Enjoying the peaceful calm of the insistent rhythms
always consuming my intellectual imagination, taking
me into an oblivion that is all my own.
Shutting out the world, writing down the incessant
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Reaching into interior rhythms, finding pathways now
opening up to me as I find the clues that will lead
me to the answers of life eventually.
A lonesome journey to be sure, yet a magnificent way
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Falling into depths of tomorrow's choices, wondering
at times why I made the decisions that I did.
Thinking, why did I select this particular path in
life.
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Energizing my essence, filling self with an ample
supply of music.
Listening to it's flowing melodies, calming me
interiorly with a serenity of pleasure.
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Finding the right place to think and play within
intellect, taking liberties with imagination.
Preferring to stay away from edges of life,
tossing and turning into swells of tide, anywhere
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Circling intellect, watching it move and delve
into photographic screens, touching them with an
illumination, giving off novel ideas as pictures
change and alter, presenting all aspects of what
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Recriminating endeavors standing back, making room for
new thoughts, giving perspectives from an alternative environment.
Soon to become the beneficiary of a new wisdom,
developing itself even as I write.
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