RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Continuing to rock to rhythms of my soul, living in
it's essence totally, never complaining when held
in depths of it's complacent tempos and beat.
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Sitting in the E.R., listening to Queen, feeling sadness
penetrating this mind with sorrow.

Tending to the incessant melodies of grief, being stranded
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Reoccurring thoughts step into the pool of imagination,
getting ready to swim into the waters, still with a
peaceful sense of recompense.
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Reaching desperately for a lifeline, hoping to
be pulled ashore and out of this nightmare in
a hospital E.R. again.
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Continuing education being given through interior wisdom,
which has been opened wide within this being.

Alert, awake and aware, enjoying the pleasant videos of
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Cool Arizona winter morning, waiting outside the pain
center for someone to open and unlock the door.

Looking out across the parking lot, watching traffic
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Thinking being held closely, as I enjoy the peaceful
pleasure of it, dancing in imagination.

Entering gateways of fantasy, coming alive in these
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Racing into skyways, soaring on tips of pens,
enticing words to fall onto paper.

Gathering momentum, reeling from the speed of sound,
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Gardens of Eden lie before us in magnificent
splendor, giving off varied colors, passing
through many dimensions even as I watch them
this very moment.
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Flowering in depths of mind gardens, watching beginning buds
open their eyes, slowly blossoming through the morning.

Beautiful essences cooperating with artistic grace as it
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