RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Music playing melody's tones, sounding like a saw going
back and forth in between other steady streams of rhythms.

An enticing and tempting equation beating against my mind
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Being taunted by melodies as I write, tempting rhythms
and taking every fiber and particle of my being into
interior fathoms of my life.
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Talking through rhythms being listened to, translating
it into prose constantly, loving the beautiful tones
and notes heard.
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Energetically feeling the creative electricity filling
me entirely with positive moods and attitudes, never
ceasing to be amazed at the great difference it makes
in my life.
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Soothing and fully filling my mind with prophetic visions
coming into intellect from the future, passionate and
bright.
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Loving and appreciating the life that's been given to me
through poetical spirits from beyond the curtains of life.

Transforming ordinary occurrences into other more extra-
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Translating and gathering equations from music, placing
them into properties of life, fulfilling new concepts
and ideas that come to mind.
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Checkerboarding across this interior life, moving spaces
at a time into the future, hands of clocks never moving,
as each thought is allowed to locate everything needed.
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Dancing in the morning sunlight, toes touching dew drops
as they balance upon tips of grass leaning over from their
weight.
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Wasting no time, writing out all thoughts as they flow
continually from within an interior waterfall, isolate-
ed in depths of an interior life.
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