RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Taking notice of heartbeats, hitting chords of an inner
piano, playing many rhythms, normal or irregular.

Taking off into waves of another dimension where I can
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Carrying on as if nothing has happened, wanting so much
for life to be a happy melody that can always be listened
to in a calm flow of ocean tides.
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Explosions of our populations are a non-existent
nomenclature.
Abhorring imaginary visions and images of people,
blowing up and exploding, is much to grotesque to
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What do clouds do when we speed through them?
Does our jet tear them - rip them apart?
Or do we flow uncomfortably through them -
never touching any part of their holistic
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Geometric patterns lining earth's
crust in regal colors, able to be
seen miles above, watching and
looking from a window on our jet.
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Reality is forming in corners of life, watching
us and how we react to it.

All of us have individual ways with dealing with
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Introducing elements of surprise when daydreaming,
like this morning when going to the senior center.

Suddenly an idea came to my mind about performing
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Reaching deeply into intellect, questioning the way
things are being done now with surgery and medical
technologies.
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