RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Going through forests of imagination, following trails of
innate nature into the beauty of it's reality and fantasy.

Needing to run through this night, dreaming of the wonder
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Finding my way into lights of another universe, looking
into details being presented to intellect, tip toeing
through it's immense depths with wonder and awe.
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All through the night, dreams being reflected in my
mind, taking me on journeys through a fascinating
life of fantasy mixed with reality of truth and
honesty.
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Solidly following rhythms into mysteries of this life,
enjoying the positive and vivid rainbows of thoughts
giving me such pleasure.
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Solidly following rhythms into mysteries of this life,
enjoying the positive and vivid rainbows of thoughts
giving me such pleasure.
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Watching the sky as it sets upon my mind doing nothing,
clouds have all disappeared, leaving it abandoned like
an interior mind at times.
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Forging into another day, morning sun shining directly
into my eyes, blinding me while sitting here at a table
writing.
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Toiling through this life, never getting much for it
except misery because of all the corrupt politicians
stealing our money pretending to be our government.
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Pictures coming to mind as I go walking through intellect,
hand in hand with my imagination, reality having a place
within.
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Cavorting through rhythms of music, enjoying their rapid
tempos as I write, keeping up with each of them, watching
as thoughts fill my mind from a waterfall interiorly.
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