RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Playing dominoes within this mind, watching dots add up
and down in a tranquil sea of solitude.
Situating moments in aligning thoughts, straight - yet
in all directions at once, featuring calm acquiescence
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Dipping gently into minds of reminiscence, watching life
tune in to nature, building itself a nest of beautiful
noteful memories, musically set in time.
Gems of opal dignity, shining radiantly over space and lighting subconscious thoughts as if they're Christmas
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Many lives pass before us, reaching out as we walk by.
Touching our hearts and making a difference in the way
we view each other.
Beauty lies in our individual souls, awaiting recognition
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Transmutation of daily life is a sacrifice made for no apparent reason.
All around the world are specific moments recalled from a vast
expanse of unconscious knowledge.
Like a harp, strings are recollected at a second's notice and transported to farthest outreaches and inner paths of memories.
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Listening to music of my heart beat in rhythm with my mind,
counting out notes of life before my life has ended.
Wondering at how this body ages a little bit each day,
leading from the very first cry of life to eventual death.
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Taking on advantages of life, twisting and turning them to fit my style.
Laughing, tossing rules and authority to winds of yesterday, not caring about today.
Solving puzzles of unconscious realms, dividing and conquering them without difficulty.
Swerving to and fro, collecting memories and images needed to balance the life I have now.
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