RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
Mind Of Life
Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...
Stirring This Mind
Twinkling stars of time past are stirring this mind with a
touch of class as it's being tempted in the throes of each
Taking on exacting visions of thought devised in passages
and tunnels of time once again, touching pleasure senses
of this brain.
Titillating and enticing every particle, synapse and neuron