RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Encompassing thoughts of a lifetime as I write them into
a poetical interlude that will last forever, lonesome
days becoming the volumes of poetry that I write.
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Windows of my soul are open, allowing me to see into it's
dimensions, interiorly feeling the serenity that is fill-
ing me entirely.
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Roaming this earth in poetical stances of intellect,
giving ideas room to be nurtured and flourish, sonnets
flowing into classical music as I compose it endlessly.
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Life carrying on, children being born, families growing,
being nurtured by parents, Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles.

Everything set in place to live life, yet something's now
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Triggering a balance of rhythm through poetry, living the
essence of both simultaneously, turning, finding the awe-
some beauty of life giving a savory taste of innate talent.
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Shuffling down the tracks, listening to that train whist-
ling tunes of my loneliness, touching the interior sorrow
that sings along through the night.
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Clapping drums sounding throughout the atmosphere,
leading me through avenues of a polka.

Laughing, enjoying it as my pen continues to tickle
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Loneliness filling me when we're not together, only
wanting to be with you no matter what music is play-
ing, because you fill depths of my heart with yours.
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Timing our togetherness to a nanosecond, every moment
being accounted for, tenderly and quietly walking hand
in hand, talking.
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Walking down the streets of an interior life, going over
it's edges just to explore, curiosity getting the best
of me each time.
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