RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Music talking to my soul with it's exquisite taste,
languorously vibrating my soul in an interior peace.
Swiftly carrying me down rivers of rhythm into
volumes of unwritten poetry, awaiting it's time in
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Joy-filled faces, energizing minds of aging with
musical renditions.
Closely holding onto memories of agile movement
when younger.
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Jumping, dancing, enjoying music and talking with one
another at circular tables - all being done at Embassy
Suites Volunteer dinner.
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Swinging, swaying, creating another lasting memory
synapse in my brain to recall another time in the
future.
Feeling abidingly serene as every moment builds
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Sentiments surrounding minds of silent beings,
transporting them into realms of yesterday's life
with family and friends.
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Tossing down balls of math onto patios of
resourcefulness.
Testing mercurial distances on verges of
a certain timelessness, again watching
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Day has come, evenings gone to bed without reservation.
Twenty-four hours await the arrival of wonder and
placement of thought.
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Ivories telling stories of musical happiness,
relating memories of yesterday's images.
Touching visions of relative compassion through-
out lifetimes of realistic endeavors.
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Like waves swaying with an innate rhythm of life,
our hearts beat to a rhythm in sync with an interior
behavior.
Always seeking truths of reality beyond our sight,
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