RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

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5601.
Tangling Melodies

Precious lighting, shining on beautiful words set in poems.
Softly, tangling melodies within my brain, holding on, and contemplating the essence of life with unspeakable aptitude and fervent love for poetry, innately placed in this being from above.
Always living in the moment, never taking eyes off of the horizon beyond life.
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5602.
Beating Down The Weeds

Reigning happily in my sixties state of mind.
Singing together, finding one another in amazed beauty, sojournly beating down weeds standing in the way of harmonic melodies.
Stepping up a mountain, living and breathing in the purified atmosphere.
Clarifying all reasons of earth, living on ledges, looking down and out into the skies.
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5603.
Love's Empty Songs

Tapping to the staccato beats of a lonely song, calling to my heart.
Knowing it's being wrapped in sadness throughout life, trying to reawaken the voice that fell silent one day in past mournings.
Nothing to talk about or relate to anyone, it's just settled into a daily routine of lonely participation.
Nothing going on in earthly desires on our timid shores of love, all ending in empty songs, never being sung by anyone except bereaved poets in echoing hallways of never returning happiness.
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5604.
Watching Music

Banjo strumming my heart, taking me to another land in time.
Watching music glide past me in images of sound.
Delectable to my mind, a natural commemoration to nature all in one.
Shortened, yet abbreviated in tones, quality eclipsing most other types of music that I've heard.
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5605.
Schemes

Churning and revolving, under a spell of fortune five hundred ads in a magazine.
Allotting all sorts of wonderful money-making schemes, taking your money and giving them more riches than they had before.
Living beyond their means as often as they are able, yet you continue to be poor.
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5606.
Traveling Light

Beckoning me to contribute a verse or two in poetical unison with a delicate melody, turning around in depths of my soul.
Whispering to no one, there's no one listening as life continues to move onward without a clue to where I may be going.
Traveling light, nothing dragging me down, free as an eagle, soaring high above all the danger and corruption of people everywhere on earth.
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5607.
Shopping At Sam's Club

Pushing buttons, beeping sounds are emitted into the
atmosphere, totaling prices of items people buy.

Cars sliding, fork lifts backing up, steady beeping
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5608.
Thinking Back

5609.
Remembering Tears

Deeply meditating in
showers of reminiscence.

Finding many reminders
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5610.
Movements Of Recovery

Strings slowly pulling melodies out into the open,
dancing in my mind to their quixotic rhythms.

Feeling with emotion, lyrics touching hidden
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