RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Today is a day of birthday parties, that's why I'm
sitting here at Encanto Park, watching the kids go
on the rides, then eating pizzas before the party
begins.
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Beautiful thoughts floating out of a CD, given to me
when in the hospital by owners of a music company
wanting my poetry to put to music in Nashville.
A wonderful uplifting CD with rhythm taking me into
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Wondering what will happen if life should discontinue
itself.
Would it become it's spiritual self on another plain
in some other dimension or will it be in heaven.
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Spraying sensuous powders of life into my mind,
freshening even it's corners in anticipation of
this new day.
Loving the beauty of this early morning, within
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Reaching into depths of my being, finding all types of
treasures, waiting for me to discover and explore them
in writing.
Cooperating with intellect as it voices it's opinions
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Life extends itself from inside and reaches out to
others compassionately with kindness and caring.
Nothing much else matters while on earth.
Family is the main reason for being alive and loving,
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Shining rays of sun reaching into windows of a waiting
room, tempting me with their beauty and warmth.
Knowing that it's all an illusion to fool me into
stepping outside the door and freezing in the coldness
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Rhyming in rhythm with Foreigner playing on my walkman,
totally enjoying their music this morning while writing.
Hoping to save myself from the drudgery of boredom,
living seems to want to place on me by causing medical
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Plants all placed in a concrete version of a planter,
freezing outside in the cold weather.
Varieties with no choices, all jammed in together.
Textures not matching one another, yet they do look
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Wandering down lanes of icicles, hanging in my mind,
alluring and beautiful, tempting my senses to be
fulfilled and follow the extraordinary volume of
feelings being hidden behind each icicle sculpture
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