RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching, listening, being attentive to life and humanity
surrounding me right now, writing, listening to music and
thinking about life and it's experiences.
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Reaching through thoughts, mind touching upon the ones that
are insistent and incubating, wanting attention immediately,
not wishing to wait at all.
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Measures of noise being drowned out by music being listened
to right now, children's voices loudly and excitedly raised,
happy that Grandparents have come to have lunch with them.
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Saturated with the intensity of rhythms, all pleasing to
hear while writing, creatively thinking of ideas and con-
cepts through knowledge innately inborn.
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Recording musically through poetry, stirring memnories with
rhythms that touch heart and mind, an irridescent sphere
filled with bubbles of thought attaching to ideas and concepts.
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Rambling thoughts cannot contain themselves to just one realm,
they must travel in and through dimensions and universes where
thoughts are continually being created.
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Leaving sadness and sorrow along sandy shores while walking
by the ocean, tides rising and falling within dimensions of
being.
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Quality time being spent in solitude, finding peace and solace
in interior depths of being, quiet, silently taking in thoughts
while writing them into poetry.
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Living in a period of grace, thinking of what life used to be
like years ago, wondering at times why we have to grow old,
but in reconsidering it, realizing to be a child forever would
never give enlightenment or maturity.
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Listening to music, feeling it titillate and thrill within
rhythms, giving pleasant and positive moods exponentially.

Doing so in order to deal with life on a more level basis,
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