RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Crystal palaces flowing imaginarily into a dreamy
existence, showing dispositions of happiness.
Wandering hallways and corridors, finding treasures
hidden behind dust cloths of yesterday.
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Everyone has their time set for life,
only their purpose needs to be figured
out and lived.
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Stationed in life, doing tasks at work to get paid
so bills can be caught up.
Always on the edge, struggling to exist, not just
survive.
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Tantalizing rhetoric infiltrates sensory perception,
enlivening it's stance within.
Punctuating life with exhilaration, taking steps
towards placating inner turmoil with acceptance.
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Playing pianos of my mind, stirring creativity with
gentle rhythms of twilight.
Placating inner desires with musical scores, written
in words and terms of prose.
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Quietly reminiscing, savoring images from beyond
realms of reality.
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Just causes come into view as music concentrates in
the background, blending thoughts with notes of an
exacting imagination.
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Through all the heartache, sorrow, grief,
I gaze into your eyes, see your joy of
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Calming effects of rhythm in sync with my heart,
brings an immense serenity into my being.
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Ninety years of living encased in an Italian gentleman
named Russ.
Quiet, temperamental, a family man full of love and
generosity.
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