RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Soaring ever higher, flying to outskirts of reality,
testing it's edges, walking along them, watching for
a break or gap to escape it's circumstantial
circumference.
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Violins, playing in my mind, touching strings of perfection,
engulfing perfect pitch within a solitary being.

Entire meanings sacrificing themselves for an ultimate
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Wrestling with thoughts, arranging them any way I want to,
because I can.

Freedom is a wonderful joy, contemplating liberty, holding
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Hanging on every word, sailing through skies,
bluened with sorrow, being held closely to past
memories with careful elation and verve.
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Diverse circumstances alleviate boredom,
diffusing ordinary routines and building
new areas of interest.
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Playing free bingo at the Fort, relaxing, and
enjoying the sport of it all.

Expecting to win at least one game while I'm
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Including everyday meanings in total quietness of spirit,
anticipating future fortunes enmasse.

Daunting circumstances gather around, repelling peace and
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Emitting silent sounds, defining the world around,
watching all manner of turmoil fall short of it's
goals.
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Judging future aims by yesterday's standards does no good,
keeps goals at bay, never to be reached while living.

Figure, calculate, spend moments in contemplation, find
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Tree trunk bowing, spreading from it's main stay,
allowing it to grow symmetrically.

Giving freedom of movement to every branch and
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