RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reflections, colorfully shining on black and white photos,
bringing ideas to the forefront, keeping time with the
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Snow white memories, pure and unsolicited, flood my mind with goodness and joy of the past.
Leaving my rhythm in tune with special emotions fitting nicely in a pattern of joy.
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Tickling my mind with rhythms of freedom, saturating an interior life with a benign focus.
Relating strains of music to poetical forms, waiting in the wings for a practical use of them all.
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Blue skies shining down on a picturesque landscape,
enveloping me in a cocoon of interior life.
A soothing feeling that comforts me as I live
life effortlessly - interiorly - in my mind.
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Realizing unique facets of the world in everyday things, saying beautiful words as I write to heavenly music, singing in my mind for you.
Selecting just the right rhythms, matching them to those almost forgotten in the turmoil of life.
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Crying through the night, remembering all the good times we've had and wishing we could still have them in memories anew.
Giving a new tempo to relate to as we walk pathways through friendship.
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Wandering wherever the music takes me,
going within this lonely shell of mine.
Weaving reasons through poetry,
and delighting in the words that become
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Diving into the sky, spread-eagled, falling quickly to earth.
Landscapes unfolding as I get closer to the end of my free fall, not really wanting to pull the rip chord just yet.
Wanting the experience of falling to last a little longer.
Eventually, letting the chute do it's job, as I hold the toggle lines and float to earth.
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