RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Nationalities come together through musical scores
and dancing to melodies of memories - reminders of
the past.
Waves of reminiscent images ebb and flow over
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Wading through beats of drought on arid desert lands,
watching rainbows filter out gray skies ambivalently.
Striding down dry lanes through desert mountainous
terrain, while being stranded and surrounded by cacti
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Lively anticipated melodies pouring into the atmosphere, secluding interior thoughts to be displayed in areas of
hidden desires of writing.
Quaintly portraying life the way it was in days of
younger maturity.
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Living an existential life during philosophies being
exacted today as I sit here contemplating what I
think and how.
What is life? What is it's reason for meaning anything
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Being a musician, playing lilting carrying melodies
above heads of audiences.
Tantalizing ears with quiet notes of splendor while
beating staccotoely, rhythms of innocent poetry.
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Running through walks filled with roses, catching their
thorns as I pass by.
Thrilling to life's barrel full of fun, always ahead,
running away so it may stay full for all time.
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A man of integrity and full of life, musically enjoying
getting up and dancing to his heart's content.
Always laughing, full of fun, oblivious to sadness when
with his many friends, talking and reminiscing.
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Talent comes in many splendid colors, arranged in
rainbows, filled with various ages.
Different aspects shine multi-hued commitments
into every nation and nationality.
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Watching elderly couples dance to old time music,
light on their feet, stepping and turning to the
beat of each song.
Swaying, swirling, suddenly hitting my mind with
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Smiles on faces of sorrow, full of glistening tears,
flowing.
Feelings always seem to touch us when we least expect
them, yet they twist and grab us inside out.
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