RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Walking down tunnels of yesterday, observing the many portraits
hanging upon walls of past experiences, situations and circum-
stances during our lifetimes.
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Thoughtfully exercising this mind through rhythms and music,
having a grand time tracing lines of music along colorful
tones and sounds.
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Rushing into coded rhythms with pleasure, enjoying how they affect
feelings, emotions and senses, tacitly flowing like rivers down-
stream towards the ocean.
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Sublimely thinking as intellectual pursuits flow through melodies,
harmonies and rhythms of music and life, quiet delectable blossoms
of innocence and purity.
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Settling into a contemplative state of mind, body fading into a
non-existent feeling of tranquility, intellect awakening to many
thoughts, taking mind into peaceful avenues of serenity.
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Wandering through forests of thoughts, watching them develop,
creating their own portraits of beauty and complacency in
depths of intellect.
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Immersing self in solitude, feeling it's peace touch this
soul, heart and intellect intensely within, finding that
peace and tranquility are settling in comfortably.
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Mind racing down trails of tranquility, wanting to feel every
ounce of peace to be had in a short period of time, always
living in a mind of ingenuity and curiosity.
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Leaving behind everything as this mind thinks of what lies
ahead, giving in to the feelings of departure that seem to
be luring this being now on earth.
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Walking at length through passages of time, looking back
through memories and reflections of yesterday, sensing
how they have shaped the present and future.
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