RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sequestered deeply within a solitary space of musical time,
sitting upon it's chords and tones related to life, search-
ing, delving deeply into a solitary confinement.
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Catching hold of an interior desire and passion being created by
the liveliness of this soul's imagination, feeling pleasurable
sensations taking hold.
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Day is disappearing slowly, methodically, like a melody being
played instrumentally and then fading into another time.

Eventually disappearing into a silent future beyond even
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Dwelling in depths of subconsciousness, cognizant of it's silent
beauty as rhythms play in processions of quiet serenity, giving a
delicate softness to innocent recollections interiorly.
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Living, trying to get it right, not knowing which direction to go,
guessing and hoping for the best, days and nights now blending,
practicing the wonder and mystery of this life.
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Watching people dancing, darkness enveloping the environment out-
doors while shadows of light reverberate against this mind, strobe
lights glistening like colors of sound.
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Musical rhythms delighting this poetical mind, soothing it's quiet
rebellious attitudes and moods through writing of poetry.

Imagining solitude while being captivated in colors and mist of
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Slowly galloping down memory lane, recollecting past good times
and meaningful relationships that have stood the test of time.

Avenues of enlightenment creating designs of tomorrow's visions
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Rocking to melodies, keeping time on runways of time, entering
rhythm's hidden hallways and passages of thought, carefully
evaluating and gathering information for future poetry.
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Reaching deeply into the infrastructure of a poetical brain,
rhythms tickling and bringing a tantalizing feeling of mixed
emotions to the surface.
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