RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Following trails into lonely forests, going into meadows
of clarified thoughts.

Finding the anticipation of an enticing motivation, ever
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Delicate balances of rhythms continually placing
their tones out into the stratosphere.

Finding traits of music that can be coded like
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Signing my name to every poem being written so there
will never be any confusion when I am dead and gone,
on who wrote them.
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Charging like a light brigade into the darkness of
another night.

Seeing starlight twinkling above, not enough of their
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Rhythms filtering through intellect, touching upon
inner realms of knowledge.

Interesting and incredible images being proliferated
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Looking into the breezeway, seeing a black crow
walking around, finding some food dropped on the
ground by someone.
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Steady beating of rhythms capturing my mind with
their staccato sounding tempos.

Brilliant and satisfying to intellect, arousing
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Writing rapidly to intense beats of an interior rhythm,
falling into a bluened atmosphere, doubts being erased,
fears allayed, only the sound of self-confidence is left
within me now.
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Witnessing effects of music interiorly, watching coded
rhythms as they fill intellect so totally.

Injecting intensive energy into this mind, incomparable
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Memories of yesterday filter through into the present,
bringing bittersweet joy to my mind.

Emptiness today, fills my being with it's abandonment,
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