RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Whipping and rocking in steps of happiness as prose is being
handed through every measure imaginable, storing it all on
photographic screens interiorly.
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Lulling music awakening senses of desire and love within,
striking a match of passion, sparks causing fireworks to
explode as we come together my love.
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Upholding the Constitution, We the People doing everything
we can to take back our country from illegals, Syrians and
muslims.
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Reality sometimes bites, yet it seems it's always for good
reason, waking us from a formative plan of action, taking
place on the way to our futures, destiny already set in place.
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Grasping hold of an essence that keeps me writing even
through hardship and suffering, knowing that eventually
someone will be reading what I've written.
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Riding throughout a vast arid desert, seeing it's beauty,
stark and tantalizing as it beckons my soul with the tender-
ness of blossoms holding onto cacti.
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Galloping, taking paths through beauty along with intellect
as it protrudes and takes me into the next dimension where
life is extended far beyond the fascination of yesterday.
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Talking, clapping, singing, keeping pace with rhythms
that challenge my spirituality, it's rapid and chang-
ing pictures of faith and hope.
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Reaching into depths of inequality, finding expressions of
the past when discrimination and segregation were running
rampant.
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Whispering through life, angels guarding us constantly, yet
we never really know or recognize that fact.

Following pathways of goodness and purity, taking vows of
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