RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reluctantly moving into the future at times, not knowing
what lies ahead, wanting to sever time from life so I can
move about eternally.
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Vibrations of actuality taking me through photographic
screens, going over every aspect of my life interiorly,
watching and listening intently.
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Listening to sounds of isoteric altitude, watching the
silence of existence inhale and exhale life to an in-
finite degree.
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Sitting on the front porch writing, listening to music and
sounds of the neighborhood, funny how the noise suddenly
starts keeping time with the melody playing right now.
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Rushing carefully into another day, not knowing what to
expect, just being silent, feeling whatever comes into
this being.
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Wishing upon inner stars, hoping to find a miracle some-
where in an interior bluened atmosphere, always filled
with mercy of the Divine.
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Look around, I am here, I am there, yet you cannot
see me, however everywhere you look I will be there
with you.
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Open up your minds and let me roam around in your
thoughts, loving to stir intellects and minds of
others with poetry.
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Fingering reality that comes through musical rhythms
mathematically, enjoying it's absolute equations, al-
ways amounting to correct answers.
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Sitting here in a corner of the world, a mere poet,
not many knowing me personally, yet knowing more
about me than those who do know me.
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