RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Pointed aspects of life direct thoughts to absolutes
without even thinking about it.

Always having some sort of direction to find out what
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Suddenly a sadness seems to cover me in tears of crystal
blue, taking me to edges of sorrow, looking out over it's
great expanse.
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Rushing forward, searching quietly through nature for a
reprieve from life as it is today.

Wanting to see so many things, noticing details even of
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Another good morning at Buddy Stubbs with Swain's World
playing exquisite music for all of us here.

A quiet, still environment being awakened by rhythms,
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Tolerant poses of life being satisfied in an epiphany
of music, taking me to edges of one horizon and placing
me onto another one.
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Raising awareness through rhythm, taking care of my mind
and saving my soul.

Awesome feelings escaping in the atmosphere, helping me
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Watching people, eating, listening to music and just
lying back in total leisure and amusement at antics
people are doing spontaneously.
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Thinking of things just lying around in my mind for a
while.

They weren't in any hurry to be brought into the open,
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Losing myself purposely in a cloud of thoughts,
waiting to be awakened in a burst of revealing
attitudes.
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Tripping into measures of Santana being played to the
biker crowd.

Sitting here enjoying it immensely, writing quickly as
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