RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Seductive silence of mountainous canyons,
looking down upon our campsite.
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Acquisition of life is
more important than possessions.
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Illogical destinies of certain people,
practicing improbity on a daily basis.
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Solid stone reaching for the sky, sitting magnanimously
upon a small sloping mountain.
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Twining in my mind, tangling melodies with stray ideas,
fighting to be heard.
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Travelers hitting the road,
driving around twists and turns.
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Relaxing lungs with gentle breaths, soaking in peaceful
lavender silence.
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Rescuing, surviving many expectations in life,
anticipating new ideas, creating visions of
novel approaches, taking moments and putting
them together cognitively in abstract forms.
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Listening to old tunes on a piano,
reminiscing about yesterday's events.
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Melodies singing themselves into mind-bending poetry for all
to hear and enjoy through lifetimes of succorious splendor.
Beautifying pathways of the mind as poetical blossoms bloom
and spray their fragrance into areas of my brain to be used
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