RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Another moment in time has come upon us once again,
not entirely matching what we think or feel.

Responding half-heartedly, not wanting to let go
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Waking in the midst of our love, wanting to become one,
even though being so tired, touching our hearts with a
fiery passion.
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Lone men filled with desire, now elderly and living
alone in an empty house, no one to come home to any-
more, just being alone.
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Interiorly seeing movies inside this mind, favorites of
family and friends together, settling in many moments
that stay equal and calm.
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Rhythms now on the rampage, holding onto their freedom and
independence, not wanting to give up even a moment of its
essence.
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Sun slowly setting in the west, today is nearly over,
twilight soon to set in, welcoming the coolness about
to settle upon Phoenix for a few hours.
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Hearing notes and tones tiptoeing into this mind unhurriedly,
feeling an etude of luxurious pleasure settling within, en-
joying sounds of rhythm.
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Forward moving, looking into visions of the future, feeling
excited at their designs of living, possibilities mounting
higher through rhythms.
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New insights flowing gently like the calm surface of the
ocean at times, a placid and endearing rhythm of senti-
mentality being draped quietly like a mother covering a
little child at night when going to sleep.
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Atmosphere of tantalizing music captivating and holding
this poet's mind and heart in a silent committment all
throughout this temporary life and beyond.
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